– an oxymoron some would say,
but i beg to differ.
the beauty of the design of today –
clean lines, smooth curves, simplicity,
matched with the serenity of age-old customs
handed down from parent to child
from mother/father to daughter/son –
or sometimes with a slipped stitch in time
that was caught, just in time
to re-forge the link that almost
wrenched the chain asunder.
that’s how I do it.
It’s time for my (mostly) weekly entry into A Dash of Sunny’s Prompt Nights, where this week we are asked to choose a photograph and write a poem or piece of prose inspired by it.
The photo is mine, of my Chanukiyyah that I love because of what it represents (my Jewish heritage), but also because it is beautiful in and of itself. It is made of iron and is so, so heavy, so very pleasingly substantial. I am sure it will outlast me!
All the branches are filled with lit candles, so that signifies the last night of Chanukkah, the eight day ‘festival of light’ which you can read about here, if you would like to know more!
Please do head on over to A Dash of Sunny to read how others have responded – and why not take part yourself?