Candle Prayers Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Peacefully igniting candles of prayer, tending them
carefully.

Sending their heavenly smoky odors to gates of heaven,
where they await their times to be answered by God.

Some sit and dwindle in size as life begets itself and
forgets about a prayer said in earnest.

Others sit in a thick haze of smoke, as people add to
them, creating a vision of prayer, wanting to be
answered right away, if that's okay with God.

As miracles in life come about, we can all see answers
of our prayers, echoing throughout the heavens on every angel's lips.