HYPNOTISED

The candle dances in the air.
Burning brightly, beautifully brightly.
You sit and stare at the fascinating array of colours.
So little, yet so much.
You eyes flicker with the flame.
Dancing one way, dancing the other.
All thoughts become one.
You cannot move nor think,
But sit and stare into the candle’s flame.
Throughout the candle’s life, you are hypnotised.


2000 ( begginning of)