9.3.10

lent penitent


lent penitent

we walk the road, dust on our feet
dust on yours, dust on mine
ground in dirt that becomes
something sweet

this way we go, it is full of muck
muck that sticks, muck that forms
the answer does not come
in catastrophe

the one we follow, the human God
comes from dust, to dust goes
sees the meaning and speaks
about a seed

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