A poem for #blogElul 13: Forgive

FORGIVE (ELUL 13)


All my excuses.
Acting as though
I mattered more
than you do.
The times when
I pretended I
couldn't see you.
The days when
I didn't bother
wrapping my hand
in the memory
of our connection.
Not my changes --
we both know
standing still isn't
a real option
-- but the things
I didn't say.
Letting myself pretend
I had time
enough to dally.
As though this
rise and fall
would last forever.

 

I'm participating again this year in #blogElul, an internet-wide carnival of themed posts aimed at waking the heart and soul before the Days of Awe. (Organized by Ima Bima.) You can read last year's and this year's #blogElul posts via the Elul tag; last year's posts are also available, lightly revised, in the print chapbook Elul Reflections.