First day of Advent, four red candles,
four Sundays of Advent, encircle the Christ
candle, white, the light on Christmas Day.
First night of Hanukkah, one day’s oil
lights the menorah for eight days. Miracles.
I flow today like this two-hearted river.
My energies come from two different places
in my past that should have passed,
but they have pooled around me today.
I trying to empty them. Dissipation. Loss.
All the rivers run into the sea.
Tributaries, estuaries where fresh meets salt water.
Rivers are always changing, but the cycle
is invariable; all returns to the headwaters.
Man. Water. There is no new thing.
“There is no new thing” – Ecclesiastes 1:7