Photo: Chagit Moriah-Gibor
As chilly nights
Churn cold winds
And unclothed trees
Hold branches
In a yearn
To huddle near,
Cherish the fleeting
Flowing moments
Of memory’s chalices
Filling with cheer,
As a child
Chants a prayer
And gently lights
History’s challenge
To despair
Lack
And fear.
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Na'ama Yehuda 
Nothing beats a child’s cheer!
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Indeed! 🙂
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I like the gentle lights from a child meeting history’s challenges.
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Thank you, Frank!
And what challenges the young will meet have a lot to do with the histories we’d leave for them to manage …
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Oh, I LOVE those “unclothed trees!”
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Thank you, Whimsy! 🙂 I can’t help but think of the poor trees, shivering in their bare branches through the cold winter. Brrr … 😉 Na’ama
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A beautiful image and words of hope dear Na’ama 🙂💖 xxx
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Thank you my dear! The hope of any future essentially rests on the gentle shoulders of the young, doesn’t it? xoxo Na’ama
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Bery ethereal and gentle…
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Thank you, Rob!
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I like this gentle lighting to meet history’s challenge.
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Thanks, Merill! 🙂
More than one way to look at history … or its challenges … or the challenges TO history … And children will lead us all. Happy Holidays and thank you for the comment! Na’ama
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Beautiful! I love the image and poem too.
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Thank you, Patti! 🙂
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in the wilderness, let there be light, by the hand of innocence. so beautiful
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Amen to that! Thank you for the lovely comment! 🙂
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you are welcome. your message is inspiring ❤
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🙂
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A good time to reflect, a good time to look to the past and then ahead.
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Indeed it is! 🙂 Thank you!
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