Only one penultimate word added. 

There is a similarity in content to part 4 of The Stones Themselves: The Flame, writen sometime prior, to this poem which had not occurred to me until I came to re-edit it. Although they were written perhaps 12-18 months apart, there is little similarity in the form and I obviously didn't think of the original at the time. In my opinion, The Flame is far better in both treatment, form and overall context as part of a more major work. The Candle remains just a five finger exercise.

2 Verses, with numbered headings. 6 lines each, rhyming A-B-C-A-B-C. About as simple as I can bring myself to do. Must try a limerick, that's only 5 lines.