Tending to flame

We laugh at accounts of stupidity
A mortal whisper ,death by flame
A moth embraces on rainy night.

We are both a candle and a moth
Whispering death-words in wind.
We tend to a flame as if to infinity.

(on reading the poem Account by CZESLAW MILOSZ)

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