Ash Wednesday

There is a poem by T.S. Eliot called "Ash Wednesday." It is too long to copy here so try this instead:
My Heart is Ready

My heart is ready, Yes! My heart is ready!

like a desert I am parched. My soul of sand

soaks up the rain at once is dry again, and

the inner fount of life is rank and deadly.

In such abysmal straits, remind the self

that we are loved, for all our self-despair;

that Jesus Christ has sought us out, that care

will open up the inner streams of health.

God’s love is real and God’s affection never spent.

So, be watered, tended; be refreshed, this Lent.

[Year B - Ash Wednesday]

Archdeacon Harold Macdonald