My Last Match



“Our souls are like
the flame of a candle…

Flickering in the
steady wind…

If you go out…
I’ll spare my last match…

I’ll spare my last match…”


plant petunias
and question everything


– chris condello


In the God hole, that area in your chest

close to the heart, the candle of the soul

glows with the light that is the love and kindness.

Today, shine bright, share the love placed there

by the Great Creator.

Kindness is sparing your last match.

Kindness is the beginning of a life filled with love.


ME and the Boss


Link to the complete poem…






About meandtheboss

Jack of some trades, master of none. Happy to help when I can. Becoming a curmudgeon and learning to love it. View all posts by meandtheboss

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