Ash Wednesday (Lent 1)

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 LORD 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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