My candle burns

I have been trying to find this poem for ages - it was my favorite in Junior High and remains one of my top 10 faves. Ahem:

"My candle burns at both ends;
It will not last the night;
But ah, my foes, and oh, my friends--
It gives a lovely light!"

-- Edna St. Vincent Millay

It's a bit morbid, but beautiful at the same time. I love the imagery of a candle burning at both ends. It brings to mind both an actual candle burning at both ends - which I've always wanted to try doing, but I would need something to hold the candle in the middle and then something for wax control. It also brings to mind a teenager, or even a working mom - both the partiers and the brave people trying to make it in this world. This poem has been so thought provoking that I remember it from when I was 13 or so and it's stuck with me since. 13 was only 8 years ago - but that's a long time for me.

What an inspiring piece of art.

Quote

I saw the "Buddhist thought of the day" on google and I thought I'd share it:

"War can only be understood and put an end to if you and all those who are concerned very deeply with the survival of man, feel that you are utterly responsible for killing others. What will make you change? - J. Krishnamurti"

It reminds me of that quote "Ask not for whom the bell tolls, it tolls for thee."

Food for thought.