Elul 6: Believe

Words will sometimes bend me,
like a young birch in a raging wind.
My outer layers snap and splinter leaving
deep, weeping, ugly scars.
But the heartwood never breaks and
the roots hold fast
and I survive
all
on
my
own.

 

This poem is in a series written during Elul, the Jewish month of reflection and repentance leading up to the Jewish New Year and Day of Atonement. The project is inspired by Rabbi Phyllis Anna Somer, @imabima. More info on her blog Ima on (and off) the Bima.

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~ by ettaqueen on September 13, 2016.

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