Slowly they gathered in single-file, all holding unlit candles. A somber yet joyous procession towards their loved one who lay still in the softly lit casket. Beside the casket was a thick white candle, lit with a mighty flame. One by one the mourners lit their candles, joining their unlit wicks with the mighty flame atop the white pillar.
They began yet another procession; But this time meeting at a new station, a heap of wood piled high like a great pyramid. Now gathered around in circular fashion with candles in hand, each bearer of tiny-flame, touched tinder, igniting the heap, in a synchronous wave reminiscent of undulating sea flowers beneath crashing waves. In communion of light, they all feasted on the growing flame lighting the night sky. Each now touched by the bright light emerging, they felt the palpable warmth across their skin, penetrating their glowing faces. A dancing glimmer highlighting each of their eyes, until the memories of the moment burned into their being. Together they experienced bliss, standing hand in hand, all united as one, by this glowing, growing, yet passing flame.
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