Ash Wednesday

A Poem By Raen // 3/1/2006

From life consumed
By flames of suffering
Remains with which to bless are made.
Upon their foreheads
By hands set apart,
A visible remem’brence of pain is laid.
So softly, so gently
A cross is traced
On uplifted and careworn brow.
Words are whispered
“Amen” is mouthed
We remember what we were, and who we are now.


Ash wednesday is one of my

Ash wednesday is one of my favorite church holidays besides on midnight Christmas mass [I love the candles and the hymns]!


Emily | Thu, 01/24/2008


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