poem of lights
then there's the sancrosanct
of doing it alone
it being winter and cold
perhaps it's in the preparing of cotton to oil
rolling the wick
your fingers annointed
then the pouring of cask
to candalabra
enunciating the blessings as if the kanei* hamenorah are there with you
the humming of that anciant tune,
slowly, softly,
the light of olive
breaths
Two discourses which discuss the anropomorphication of the menorah, by the Lubavitcher Rebbe Zy"a and by the Alter Rebbe can be found here http://chabadlibrary.org/books/default.aspx?furl=/admur/mlukat/2/19 and here http://chabadlibrary.org/books/default.aspx?furl=/adhaz/toraor/10/32d
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