Over the next few weeks we will be asked and we will ask ourselves hard questions. Who are we? Have we done what we can and more? What do we have to work on? Can we be proud of our actions and interactions? Are there ways we can improve ourselves, our community, our world and even our relationship to God? These are not easy questions to consider and sometimes it is easier to push them aside. What genius there is to provide a time to ponder actions and how we can improve ourselves. Such is the beauty of Judaism. It invites us to ask hard questions and to try to find answers.
Last week there was a blue moon which graced the evening sky. People all over the world flocked to catch a glimpse at this relatively rare sight and it did not disappoint. Social media was crowded with images of this queen of all moons. A few days later, as my husband and I returned home late in the evening , we caught a glimpse at a half moon suspended in the nighttime sky. It occurred to me that so many look to the sky at the full moon in all of its glory and at the new moon at its most spare, but what about the half moon? Is anyone looking at her? Who is she?
And so this poem was born, not so unlike the finding of the new moon.
The Half Moon
The half moon hangs low in the Elul sky.
not quite empty
not quite full;
at the intersection
She is not as
as the full moon,
who without embarrassment
monopolizes the early evening sky,
causing waves on the earth below,
the half moon hovers,
suspended in mid air,
as though searching for what will make her
There is no drama in the half moon.
She is not shrouded in mystery as the new moon.
No one searches for the half moon among the
No one cries from peak to peak
proclaiming the new month
when the half moon rises in the night sky.
The half moon is not as exotic as the crescent moon
who is all points, angles and glamour.
She is simply
an authentic half moon;
making the most of who she is;
shining as brightly as a half moon can
And so it is
with mere mortals
who live so far below the half moon above.
At some points in our lives,
we are full moons,
during our given
moments and days,
hours, weeks and years.
We shine brilliantly,
illuminating those around us.
At other times we are new moons,
hiding until we are discovered,
and the potential of what lies ahead.
most of the time
we are half moons,
knowing that we are not perfect,
not filled with drama,
but neither are we filled with regrets,
as the half moon knows,
only detract from the light that she
seeks to shine.
we just keep on being the very best
half moons that we can be.
Shine on half moon.