A wanted thief
entered into a temple.
the
Temple just closed
for the day.
he decided,
to stay and spend the night
the time moved,
the candles started
to close their light
one by one
at last
It's was a complete dark  
the thief heard the sound of the candles.
they stared to discuss
about their owner.
Every candle confessed their owners wishes and their real characters to the god..
In reality
we never know
our candle represent us in the night..
the thief decided to tell this truth but he was caught and killed..but
he only knows our prayers are really representing us after the close..