Wednesday, February 17, 2010

Ash Wednesday (Poem)

Ash Wednesday

mark my forehead
with a sign

dust and dirt    dirt and earth
of this are we all made

dust and dust   dust to dust
to this we all return

bones
flesh
ground
earth
dirt
dust
air

am I


mark my forehead
with the sign

dust and dirt    dirt and earth

hear my cries
hear me grieve
let me rise


mark my forehead
with Your sign

dust from dust    dust to dust

speak in me
speak through me
speak to me

I am You are

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7 comments:

M.L. Gallagher said...

Thank you for these words, this poem of restoration, this rhythm of our journey through life.

You are as I am
As I am You are.

nAncY said...

amen

sarah said...

this is really good, I love the rhythm, it all goes together so well.

Laura said...

We get our ashes tonight. This poem will help me receive them all the more. Thank you, Maureen.

Roberta said...

I am but dust...

wonderful poem Maureen!! It fits so well!

Glynn said...

Oh, I like this one, Maureen. Well, I like all of them, but I really like this one.

Coffee With Marty said...

Wonderful poem!!! Amen.

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