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a poem for lent's beginning

lent (matthew 4:1-11)
winter's like an inside wilderness:
it's broken branches and creaking bones;
it's like a fast from light and heat, a cold retreat.
it's not just beyond the body walls:
there is an inside frozenness, too;
a winter of the heart and soul, dark-cold as coal.
the inner wild is evil-laden,
filled with devils and bright temptation;
marked by love of self and pride, the us we hide.
but there is a way that leads to life:
a lenten journey from dark to light;
a passion path through days of lent and winter spent.


Crafty P said…
thoughtful. i like that art. where you'd find it? did you make that? seriously?
Crafty P said…
oh my goodness, those letters I had to read and interpret to try and get my post on here were RIDICULOUSLY hard. maybe that's why no one else commented today. I felt like an old lady trying to read those!
greg. said…
christina, the words change everytime you refresh the page.
greg. said…
and no, i didn't make that painting. i simply google imaged "ash wednesday" and that's what i got. but i am about to post a collage that i made last night for ash wednesday.

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