My mind says I don’t understand.
            My body says I’m not ready.
                        My soul says burn me up
                                    and make me into the ash
                                    you place on the Virgin’s forehead.

My words say I’m too mixed up.
            My tears say I’m unworthy.
                        My breath says reduce me to dust
                                    and gather me up in your hands
                                    and breathe into me.

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Steve Garnaas-Holmes
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