A Candle

We are like a candle when lit

Our flame begins small

Then it grows

Our light drawing many

Sometimes we need to trim our wick

So we remain grounded not becoming flamboyant

Our subtleness giving warmth

And a feeling of well-being, so not to overwhelm

Like a candle which lights the night

So will its love by lighting another

See how far it throws its small beam

Shining its good deed to light a path

As the moth is drawn to its beauty and warmth

So are the souls of man to its goodness

For the candle does not burn for itself

It lights the way for many

A candle shared with another

Creates happiness

For its life will never be shortened

While lighting another

Be a candle unto the world

Touch the souls of man

Create love and happiness

To all your flame touches

Carolee Dennis-Woosley

April 29, 2012