Why Does This Candle Flicker

I light a candle for I love its soft light But it flickers despite no breeze in night I like the flicker, but I want it to be happy To be steady, contented, a friend true and sure. Is it puffs of wind that disturb it so? I feel no draft of breeze on go Perhaps its warmth creates its own updraught Perhaps it knows more than I about air care. Is there a spirit congealed within the wax? That I bring to life with enlighted match If so then I welcome this spirit stuff strut But Please! Stop waving at me incandescently. Is there some imperfection in the candle? Have I urged in buying too cheaply, got junk Next time I'll buy better, I promise. So Please! Stop the flicker, forgive me! When I stare at the candle intensely Does it flicker more or less Is it better this way or that? Forget the flicker, move it away a tad. There now, the flicker is beyond peripheral It is still there ticking away its flicks But flicker and I have compromised A concensus to be unconsciously enlightened.