A poem for #blogElul 14: Remember

REMEMBER (ELUL 14)


And what if I can't remember
who I've been, what other faces
I've worn beneath the wheeling stars?
Then make up a true story.

Look at who you are now
and work backwards. Every choice
a course correction
from how you once went astray.

Set aside cynicism, let yourself believe
the soul chooses its companions.
What then? How would that shift
the way you look at the person beside you?

Let your voice take on a new lilt.
Let the tide roll out again.
Remember your truest name,
the one no mortal voice can speak.

 

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.