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Ash Wednesday, 2016

February 10, 2016

noon sun shining through stark trees

high sky reminder we’re flying through space

the faithful gather under the unblinking gaze

of silver King Jesus on a flying cross

(just a wee bit out of place)

gray heads nodding along

more compelling than the sermon

“a mark of our mortal nature”

shuffle forward to the altar rail

wood worn by generations

saints long past

and those yet to come

all us us, Dust,

returning to dust

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