and if i am a candle

the room is dark the

world is black in

shadows and in sin

the walls were small, confining

the world gave no room to

let grace in

But God.

rich in mercy.

gave light.

He gave love

so beautiful to the dark

so undeserving to the toneless walls

I stand a proof of

His illuminating grace, His

incandescent love

You are a light to

the world,

He said

Though mine may be

small

I stand firm in this love light

for one candle can

glow against every shadow of

a lightless room

one match can ignite the

inky walls from

a flicker to a blaze

and if i am a candle

i wish to burn my best

all at once

if i am a small candle

i hope my light touches

the curtains and

if i am a weak candle

i desire to go out in

a memorable explosion

if i am a candle short of

wick i hope to burn

it in proud shades of faith and

if i am an old candle melted to

my last light i hope to give my

little fire to Jesus

how many candles make a wildfire?