––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––– A Candle for the Unseen by Guruji Gede Prama ––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––– Be tender, dear heart, To those who burn in silence— Starving not for food, But for the gentle light of recognition. Their anger is but a cry, Echoing from wounds left unhealed. It is not pride, but pain, That hungers for a whisper of praise. –––––––––––––––––––––– Etch this upon the parchment of your soul, O radiant beings: Perfection seeks no applause. It is the flame of our imperfe