Ash Wednesday
Leaves from palm trees burn,
Die into black ash.
Like these leaves move from life,
To death, the lamb of heaven is slayed.
The light of the world,
Extinguished by his created world.
His precious blood spilt,
His anointed head crowned with a thorny crown.
Ashes from ashes, dust from dust,
To ash and dust I shall return.
My wish is that I may make it to heaven,
On today, the day, ash Wednesday.
Copyright © Kudzai Mhangwa | Year Posted 2017
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