It doesn’t matter if you’re religious or not, the universal truth is the universal truth, which is from dust we come and to dust we return; it’s not a new revelation that we’ve known where we came from and we know where we’re going to return, but it’s the NOW; it’s THE MOMENT that lets us know there’s so many moments in our lives; lifetimes within lifetimes, which define us, and more, lets us know we have a grit about us that’s much stronger than any ash or speck of dust that’s ever challenged us.
GUILTY: I wrote this poem weeks before Ash Wednesday, as a matter fact, because I was having an Ash Wednesday Moment where I felt just about as low as a speck of dirt and even less meaningful. We live Ash Wednesday moments almost on a daily basis because we don’t live in a perfect world and we certainly are not perfect people. And yet, and yet, look at how much we can accomplish by being more than just a mere speck of dust that we ever seem day by day to be returning. So, rise up and let the wind take you where it may, and as it does, leave your smudge, your mark along the way. . . .
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