A flame on a candle sputters,
the wind entered the room,
I checked for my lighter
and put the flame back on.
Which secrets do you hold?
How can you be so strong
and so weak at the same time,
you have to a reason for this.
The flame doesn’t answer,
what sort of a fool am I
to think I could hear that,
I’m merely a human.
The flame sputters yet again,
but the electricity is back.
Mitja Lovše is a writer, a performer and a director from Slovenia. He works within the fields of theatre, film, television and literature. He’s still alive.