Roar, life.
Burn, sun.
Scold, winter.
Let these ashes be at peace.
Rage, winds.
Spin, time.
Haunt, death.
These ashes of mine are unbowed.
But let the LORDÂ thunder; let
the Eternal One even whisper
or simply draw near in silence
And my ashes tremble in awe;
they faint and fall apart in humility.
Here is your God, o ashes. There is no other.
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