Ash Wednesday
2-2010
against dust
pressed
into my forehead.
Close them
against the reality of death.
Yet Christ has conquered
death –
what shall I fear?
These:
actions and inactions –
the ways I bring death
in so many little ways
each day.
I fear this brokenness
in me
in you;
so I squeeze them
shut.
And all
can see
the ash
but me.
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