KEEPERS OF THE FLAME

The eyes see from the helm of the sun.. The eyes light the torch of malice.. The torch ignites the deserted roads of darkness.. The arms bear the unfinished activity of the torch.. Marathons begin... Athletes race for time.. Hoots and howls of the determined hyenas around.. The unscathed diamond shapes itself into a necklace of wisdom.. The experience, the will to hold onto the torch.. The arms shall switch, the fingers shall feel, the eyes shall see the flame burning alive and lighting up all the dungeons of thoughts...