Candle Lighting Service

 

                                                                   

Christmas Eve…

The room is dark and still.

I wait expectantly, hushed,

feeling the coolness of the

candle in my hand,

the smoothness of the wax.

 

Candles alone can do nothing—

darkness pervades

until  a tiny light appears,

a glimmer from somewhere

 extinguishing the darkness.

                   

Two lights, then a row

as the flame is passed from one to another.

Faces appear, forms become visible.

 The room brightens.

 

We raise our candles together and

strains of “Silent Night” fill the room…

darkness flees

                                        hope reigns_{.                              (12-4-21 JLL)}