Wishing Well

I purchased this beautiful Arabic scroll holder in my favorite shop in Aqaba, Jordan. It is a tiny store, crammed full of random objects ranging from forgotten dusty antiques to tacky tourist souvenirs, haphazardly stacked from floor to ceiling. I could spend an eternity in here, drinking shai with the old gentleman that owns it, spellbound by his stories and asking him a million questions about some of the unfamiliar antiques that are found in his store.
I had come across the scroll holder last month and was hoping that it would still be tucked in the back, between the copper platters and ancient clay oil lamps. It was.
I have seen other scroll holders before, normally consisting solely out of metal but this particular one has thick gorgeous blue glass worked into the design and when the light hits it seems to almost...glow.
I wonder what was once written on the pages that were rolled up inside it. I guess I will always wonder, and never know.

But I do know what it will contain from now on. I will write tiny wishes on little scrolls of paper and store them safely inside this tube. After time, and once the scroll holder is full, I will take all the wishes out, read them and see which ones have come true.