Channukah, eighth night. Candle 8: Latkes
December 19th, 2009
on the eighth night
so many tears were shed
so many
they could not be counted
tears of joy
tears of immeasurable gratitude
tears of sorrow and of grief
tears for light, and for darkness
tears for what it is to taste life for the first time, and for the last
tears for a life
lived for the first time
free.
on the eighth night
they lit the last candle, or the candle was still lit, depending on how you look at it.
on the eighth night, the were prepared.
prepped.
potatoes shredded, onions sliced, apple sauce resting, bowls of freshly soured cream in the ready.
on the eighth night they feasted,
{on humble foods}
nourishing their hearts, filling their bodies with
Latkes.
*the delicious latke photo was taken by an extra special person I've never met named Chris Cohen. Please feel free to help me thank him for letting eggbeater use it by checking out his other photos on flickr or visiting his lovely blog.
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