The candle glows and the bees hum.

The candles glow, and the bees hum.

The clouds are strong, yet they float along in the breeze, holding a lot of rain, and the teardrops make a song-like sound as they splatter against the window pane. I look and can see the glow of the candles. I can feel its heat even in the rain. The chains I carry are broken, the words I have spoken flow in the air like a cool summer breeze, and the bees are humming as a bird flies by. That's why I love you. You're always by my side. You would never run and hide.