Elul 24: Hope

Hope often moves
like a three year old.

Losing his balance, he sways
and almost
falls.
Almost.
Confusion slides across
his ruddy cheeks.

But when the fluid
rushes in his ears,
he remembers how much
he loves to
dance
and he hurls himself
down to the ground
and up again
smiling and spinning
like he meant to do it that way
all along.

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 28, 2016.

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