The Lost Flame

A thousand candles flicker in the darkness as their wax melts away, but none of them truly hold their flame. 

Each wick waits, yearning for the spark that once ignited them before.

Sitting in the quiet stillness, there is a profound overwhelming sense of loss.

Yet this uncertainty lingers, as if the very act of seeking the flame itself makes its absence all the more elusive to embrace.

Meditation on the flame acts as silent prayer, a deep guided dive into the quiet spaces of the mind, where the emptiness echoes with questions that have no sound answers. 

One's heart aches with the sensation of something forgotten, something once vital, yet unsure if it was ever truly their's to own.

It's facing a journey of both longing and surrender.

An adventure where the smoke and soot of the lost spark remains but a memory in the search for it becomes as much about discovery as it is about the quiet acceptance of the unknown.

Though the flame may never return, in its absence, something deeper stirs, a yearning for understanding that burns just as quietly within.

• The L.S.H.O Art Gallery