gasoline lantern.

An old-fashioner
flame kindle's burn
Within a gasoline lantern
Shinning light
within the darkness,
As it dances
To a familiar tune
Searching
For the notes
once scattered
across the ground
Flickering light
moving shadows
Bringing comfort
To my soul
Remains
A mystical experience
once touched
Now just to see
Once more
Time exists
Nor vanished
At all
Deep into
The flickering flame
I fall .