The Hanukkah Choir of Silence

A personal reflection on the moment the candles go out. I like to read a poem in that moment of solitude as to me the moment the symbol of the lights are gone, I feel the moment more.

It’s not the choir of candles and their glow

Or the prayers or smiling friends.

It’s when they’re gone

When I’m alone

And the candles glow no more

And the wicks have bowed their heads low

Their life force smokes

Of oneness with Her

With comtemplation of Her

Rising back to the Source

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