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
Copyright © 2010 Maureen E. Doallas. All Rights Reserved.
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Thank you for these words, this poem of restoration, this rhythm of our journey through life.
ReplyDeleteYou are as I am
As I am You are.
amen
ReplyDeletethis is really good, I love the rhythm, it all goes together so well.
ReplyDeleteWe get our ashes tonight. This poem will help me receive them all the more. Thank you, Maureen.
ReplyDeleteI am but dust...
ReplyDeletewonderful poem Maureen!! It fits so well!
Oh, I like this one, Maureen. Well, I like all of them, but I really like this one.
ReplyDeleteWonderful poem!!! Amen.
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