My Ash Wednesday Psalm

                      Ashen gray the sheet of waterless clouds hanging low overhead. Ashen gray the veil of bitter numbness shrouding my heart. And so Lent begins. I am detached from myself this Ash Wednesday. Wanting.   Desperately wanting a spark of the Divine to melt the walls of my self-imprisonment. Weary.  Burdened and weary as I...
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