Castle, candle and wind

Over time we built a castle.
A bright, beautiful and colorful entity that rose fruit of love.
It awed those that entered and dazzled those that passed by.

It's walls adapted so as not to shed shadows.
The light filtered through the massive windows enlightened all corners.
The quarters had no beginning or end.

We lived within this splendor where time had no place.
Every moment was savored infinitely.
Passion in everything said and done was norm.

In the very center of the castle burned a candle.
It's flame shed a continuously changing array of color.
It radiated hope and flickered smokeless.

..to be continued.