#blogElul 21: Love
When we reach the place of promise

#blogElul 22: End


I'm the kid
who saved the last chocolate
until it turned pale and chalky

rather than finish the box
and admit that something sweet
was over.

I know every end
is a beginning, but
the leap of faith terrifies.

I have to trust
that this abundance
isn't all I'll ever get.

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.) Read #blogElul posts via the Elul tag; last year's posts are now available in print and e-book form as See Me: Elul poems.