Lighting the Lights

menorah7 I light the candles for the generations gone the blessings tie me to them.

I feel their blood in my veins.

I am a child in my parents' home. Protected.

I understand the tradition It's who I am.

I give it to mine and hope they feel safe.

When I was young I learned the rituals and practiced them because I should.

I do it now because I must.

I ache for the past and pray for the future.

I sing the blessings and light the candles

and I belong.