Reply To: Feeling the Chanukah Spirit

Oh, how I remember that day, I remember it so well

A story unraveled, one we could not foretell

We had just ended a war, victorious

And headed up to the Beis Hamikdash, so Glorious

When we witnessed the devastation of our Holy Temple

It lay there defiled, in ruins, we all began to weep

We tried to light the Menorah right then and there

But we continued to search for hours, our conviction so deep.

Beneath a clump of earth, next to where I had put my broom.

A small jug of olive oil! It was unreal!

The Kohen took it from my shaking hands, a tear in his eye

He kissed my forehead, blessed me, and then began to cry

A flask of pure olive oil, the only one!

They decided to use the small jug anyways

To rededicate the Temple in the best possible way

And then, Lo and Behold

A miracle began to unfold

As the neiros incredibly lasted for a full 8 days!

The lights shone forth under the Jerusalem sky

Attesting to all, that Hashem is right by our side

Although many generations passed

The eternal message still lasts