The Elul moon
Hangs there as in a hole in the clouds
of purple
Pink, grey and white
The sky collaborates
And this six day circle yet to be
Centers us on turning and growing
Being and becoming.
Carrying the recycle bin
It calls to me as the garage door
Yawns and opens me up to new possibilities.
How simple and humble she renews herself.
Tomorrow night Elul will be one week old.
And my promises to prepare, to find self and place
Are bathed in the glow of purple, pink, grey
And white.
Beautiful and full of hope for all of us. Thanks.
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