I watched it all happen before my eyes,
The last flicker of the flame made a last attempt to stay lit,
When it died it became dark but darkness was not evil,
Now the tired flame can rest and the dark is everything,
In darkness both the flame and the man will rest,
No squinting and questioning what is out there,
No more, dearest Elenor,
What becomes of your heart I will not see,
Rest long and deep, the flame and I intend to do,
Someone else can try to light your wick, it shall not be me and my flame,
Goodbye, Elenor,
Goodbye.