And he wanted light
From within his darkness 
But the flame wouldn’t 
Reach the burnt wick
For it had already 
Burned already given that 
Which it had to 
Give and now older 
Sat as something else 
Besides what it was 
Meant to be until 
Imagination trust and ingenuity 
Fashioned a longer flame 
Bringing both the candle 
And the man back 
To their own magic 

I have found that 
Sometimes in life it’s 
Better but not easier 
To walk away from 
Then stay and settle 
No matter how badly 
We desire something for 
Desire and deserve are
Two distinct separate things 
Desire is what we 
Want while deserve is 
What we definitely need 
Do not be fooled 
For with seduction comes 
Promise but with certainty 
Comes gain of confidence 

I threaded a needle 
I actually made happen 
What was something impossible 
Or so they said 
In the scheme of 
Things it’s not big
But please come on
Any victory no matter 
Its size can be 
Called miraculous when what 
Happened is a surprise 
Miracles are personal things 
Given to those blessed 
With faith and conviction 

A dash of this 
A dab of that
A stir and swirl
Some heat some time 
A quick cool taste 
Some more of that 
A little bit of 
Something else and maybe 
A pinch of thyme 
This time and now 
To simmer this is
The recipe of creation 
Whether it be art
Stew or some soup 
Maybe even a poem 
Or maybe even love