A dark room is given light,
The warmth of its heat, 
Removes the chill from the night.
The source is calm, steady, bright, 
Softens the shadows, 
As it crackles and flickers, 
Dancing in its own special light. 
The hue is amber, blue, 
and deep shades of green, 
Bringing something special to this night, 
A chance to sit, breathe, 
meditate peacefully, 
Under the single flame— candlelight. 
A chance for one's self to be still, 
calm, steady, and bright, 
It brings peace, thought, clarity, 
Watching the candle burn, 
Oh, so bright. 
Do not waste its magical light, 
As for now, 
This candle provides, 
Much more than just,
Light. 
-C. Carpenter