You Are Dust
based upon Genesis 3:19
"Remember, you are dust," I say. You bow Your head toward me standing face to face With my trembling thumb I reach, touch your brow To impose in ash this symbol of grace. "You are dust." Words every father has told Every child whom death and dearth drove down, Deep into earth, where neither young or old, Wear gems or gold but wear an ashen crown. "And to dust you shall return," I say Crossing your forehead in imposition He sends you forth on this Wednesday Into the wilderness of His transposition. Where the hopeless hope, through dust and ash rise When death's door is broken, opened to sky.
© Randy Edwards 2017. #Christianity #sonnet #Lent #AshWednesday