Sunday, February 26, 2012

februas (ritual purification)

It is at last the month to wash off
the grievous old, and then we’ll see
about on with the tender new. Or not.

Choosing something to clean up,
it’s tempting to select the big thing
that engulfs your life completely.

I am told it is important to take the
biggest bite possible, or why try?
Last time, it resulted in breakage.

Still, it’s time, so here’s a ritual nibble.
Instead of mea culpa, this is the season
of I forgive, I forgive, and all blessings.

This may or may not be good enough.
However badly, I will do it over and over,
until memory’s scent is only sweet.