Candle Poem by keemusabi tzu

I am looking at a candle
so what happens
U become what u judge
So do I become the candle
A bright flame
with different shades
moving this way and that with wind
being calm and flowing upward
burning what ever comes close
nothing comes too close
moving like i am dancing
swaying back and forth
thicker at the bottom
a lighter shade all around
maybe my aura
deflecting all that comes close
melting all negativity around
am I a flame
is that the light of god
all around me
pushing me to go higher