Sometimes what appears from outside the fire of a candle inside us is the burning of a forest.  Thus, going through life you can feel the need to connect with the emotions of the words. Primitive and meaningless emotions that dance until the dawn of time, connect us with a side of us perhaps torn by pain or that flies on clouds of joy. Because poetry serves not to give meaning but to rediscover beauty, to leave crying behind us to remind us that we are not only flesh and we can aspire to the best of ourselves.  I hope with these lines that someone can share these things even if only for a few moments.