The Fire Of Love - The Moth And The Candle

One night, as I lay awake I heard a conversation between a moth & a candle. Both lovers of the flame. Moth, desiring a union, gets closer & burns its wings. Resorts to flutter around the beloved instead. The candle stands still until it is entirely consumed by the fire. This is mingling of one’s consciousness with the consciousness of the object itself. We may know the star intellectually, but until we are the star, the love, the stone, the heaven & the earth, we have not attained consciousness.

Transcript

One night,

As I lay awake,

I heard a moth say to a candle,

I am your lover,

If I burn,

It is proper.

Why do you weep?

The candle replied,

Oh my friend,

You fly before a flame,

I stand still until I am entirely consumed,

If the fire of love has burned your wings,

Look at me,

Who from head to toe must be destroyed by the same fire.

Before the night had passed,

I put the candle out,

Exclaiming,

Such is the end of love.

Reviews

Soothing and insightful ❤️

Deeply profound and incredibly captivating!
For this one minute, I was totally absorbed in everything you said, and my full attention was here.
My curiosity was piqued! Thank you so much for sharing this Syra :)
Sending so much gratitude and compassion!