Hallel

Hallel
Where were we, what were we saying? What’s that beautiful raindrop ahead of me? Not for us, not for us. For you. For all of us. Praise this because it is good. Praise this because there is infinite goodness here. Sing, sing. Pour, rain. Pour out. Fall back. Hidden rays. Behold, I take this cup one last time with the intentions of unifying what is near and what is far. I am emptying out my roughness. I would like to finish but maybe we will continue. I am waiting still. I am trying to do two things at once, most of the time. I am still here. I am no longer here. When we left Egypt we were like jumping goats, we were like a bubbling river, we were like the wide sea, we were like mountains that had lost their footing. To be free. Do it for you. To be engraved upon. It is almost here. When Elijah came, he said to me that he had been wandering. “I am very nearby.”