From darkness comes light

[zebulen]

We are carrying torches 
Through dark nights 
We tread along paths 
Beneath our feet. 
Whoever has heart, 
Whoever is thirsty for the light 
Let them come! 
A miracle never happened to us. 
No vessel of oil did we find. 
Rather, we descended to the valley 
And we climbed the mountain. 
We discovered well-springs 
of hidden light. 
A miracle never happened to us. 
No vessel of oil did we find. 
We quarried in the stone until we bled. 
“Let there be light.”

- Aharon Ze'ev