I went looking
in my dreams
awake and asleep
not knowing
what it was/where it was/if it was.
Why I was looking.

In the middle of the night
waking breathlessly
from the chase
trembling and oh-so-close
what is it/where is it/who is it?
Why won’t it tell me?

I needed to let it be
to introduce itself
when it was ready
without my asking
what are you/where are you/who are you?
Why won’t you come?

Every now and then
I peek around corners
just for a moment in time
seeing a blur of the
what/where/who.
And the why.

 I’ve decided to participate for the first time in #blogElul, which I have followed for a few years. I’ve never had the courage to get my feet wet – this year, I’m jumping into the deep end of the pool! Check out some of the amazing  themed posts geared around the work and joy of Elul – of introspection and reflection in the days leading to the High Holy Days (Organized by Ima Bima.) You can read last year’s and this year’s #blogElul posts via the Elul tag.