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The air smell cloudy,
With a hint of rain.
Come all this way by trustin’
In a thin white cane.
If a wink is as good as a nod,
What’s a brotha ta do?
Should Jesus come again in glory,
Wouldn’t chance to see that, too.
Can’t read the street signs
When I’m walkin’ home.
Don’t never ask directions,
Gotta make it on my own.
Oh, the speck in thy neighbor’s eye…
Some be never so blind.
An honest man in Orleans Parish
Ain’t no easy thing to find.
It’s a game of countin’ footsteps
When I stroll down Rue Dupre
And the landmarks I rely on
Ain’t the kind the eye can see.
My woodstove crackle
When I burn the mail.
The magic wind of radio
Done fill my sail.
Gotta reach for the bulb to tell
If the table lamp on.
A moonless night and empty skyline,
All the brilliant stars are gone.
Sweet voice on FM
Bridges time and space.
You know I’d give the world
If I could touch her face
In a gentle and sensitive way
For to know how she feel.
Get to the pearl inside the oyster
At the bottom of the deal.
Sense desire in her fragrance,
Feel the fire in her skin
Taste the ocean’s salty wonder
When the levee’s giving in.
Don’t say no prayers for me, padre.
When the lights go out,
My soul can find its own way in the dark.
And pretty mama, when I git ya,
I'm gonna lick them ashes off.
It’s time to commemorate Jesus’ passion
At the cross for world’s glorious redemption
An opportunity to reflect as Christ’s followers
Unifying in deeper faith to our Almighty Father
March 2,2022 11:50pm
(Ash Wednesday)
Joel 2:12-14-That is why the LORD says, “Turn to me now, while there is time. Give me your hearts. Come with fasting, weeping, and mourning. Don’t tear your clothing in your grief, but tear your hearts instead.” Return to the LORD your God, for he is merciful and compassionate, slow to get angry and filled with unfailing love. He is eager to relent and not punish. Who knows? Perhaps he will give you a reprieve, sending you a blessing instead of this curse. Perhaps you will be able to offer grain and wine to the LORD your God as before.
A Blessed Lenten Season to All!
Lent
What does it mean?
To take the desert stance
Then walk this path
Of greatest resistance
To tangle your heart
With the rocks and the snakes
To lie your head down
Where the deceiver wakes
What is the point?
Of self-denial
To clear out the bitterness
Of the dark tempter's vial
To empty our hearts
When life's hard enough
And leave behind all of that
Comfortable stuff
Why would it reset?
My fluttering heart
If I take my self out
Setting ego apart..
Perhaps it's a call
To empty the space
So the cluttering stuff
Is put back in it's place
If I speak to the emptiness
And invite in the weakness
Facing up to desires
Crowding out Holy meekness
So Lent is the time.
A Divine invitation
To reconnect wholly
With High inspiration
The physical joys
And their transient pleasure
Replaced, not in part
But in full Holy measure
This is heavenly mystery;
A desire to bless
In our weakest position
Of the dry wilderness
So, embrace the unfriendly
Welcome the stranger
Feed up the hungry
As if gifts to the manger
For all we can do
When push comes to shove
In the emptying out
Is refilling with love.
Jinjagoliath
Ash Wednesday
16th February 2021
Ash Wednesday reminds vain man
That each must slay false pride's ascend.
This day we note a pious practice
Once learnt by rote in simple gist.
Man is mere dust that is alive
In a brief trust, by grace to thrive.
An ancient lore bears repeating:
From times before, repentance flings.
Man is imaged in God's likeness,
In brief passage till end brightness.
A Christian rite and clear ritual,
Ash cross we write on head visual.
A sign to show we remember
The tact each knows from dust embers.
We come from dust, to dust return;
Life here is trust that love now churns.
This Lent we think upon the way;
The path that links tidings that stay.
Forty days we reflect on deeds,
Look deep to see, atone for weeds.
A change of heart and will and mind;
Let penance start to seek and find.
A change of pace and touch and feel;
To await grace to cleanse and heal.
A change of sight from earthly things;
To see new light, sense Spirit's sling.
We, each must pass from muddy stores
To pristine grass in soul's kind shores.
A certain call springs to each soul:
To bear and bring a new zest whole.
Here as we stand on thresholds clear,
Our Lenten trends groom faithful cheer.
Now each man frames the path to take;
Heed inner flame to rise awake.
Aware of need, each heeds belief,
Feel truth that seeds what soul perceives.
The Christ said: "Choose your new life..."
The road is made beyond man's strife!
The middle way is for all men:
Each soul must stay with inspired span.
Come then with heart attuned to grace,
Let each man start to live love's space.
Love calls to each to gather now;
To touch and reach to glimpse endow.
We, each must learn to love and act;
Love that we yearn answers love's pact.
From dust we come, to dust the end;
Live love's sweet sum in daily trend.
Leon Enriquez
18 Apr 2014
Singapore
(Another very old, slightly tweaked, piece from childhood)
"Suffer us not to mock ourselves with falsehood
Teach us to care and not to care
Teach us to sit still..."
T.S. Eliot, "Ash Wednesday"
When, drop by drop, slice by slice,
the wine and bread, body and blood,
are totally consumed -- when Unknown's
fantasies smash against the rock of Truth --
when medicine ball heads are obsolete
and emancipation's dream materializes,
when the age of majority is attained,
and playthings are put away in Mind's attic --
foibles and fables stored with childhood mementos --
then; perhaps then!
stops&steps
of the mind
fold back
upon itself
extraneous
yet within
reverberations
transcend language
into
apparent contradictory
perspectives
otherness
a narrative
of a process
which
anchors meaning
moving
back&forth
we each
must find our way
as bafflement
becomes understanding
then venture
a leap
in times of tension
something
is there
a way to godliness
as we
face to face
come
to Thee
memories
in a sense
of imagery
from
a floating vision
in a search
for meaning
of the fallen
state
a stasis
from salvation
found
measuring meaning
identifying
consequences
breathless
to discuss
&
explain
where selfless
love reigns
affirmed
in a communal walk
Ash Wednesday, one day to reflect
why Christ our souls would resurrect.
Good it is to be in accord,
time spent in fasting and prayer,
repenting of sin and despair.
Good that forgiveness is implored,
not fearing fickle consequence
or flaunting lack of confidence.
Good, relationships are restored
between servant and the Master,
triumph instead of disaster.
Good is one day spent with the Lord.
Ash Wednesday, one day to reflect,
any Wednesday in retrospect.
Better to find a church with worth
where daily friends will help you cope
worshiping One who brings new hope.
Better for you God’s truth unearth -
studying the Scriptures with friends,
learning God’s wisdom never ends.
Better to know in wealth and dearth,
your faith in God is paramount;
and circumstances do not count.
Better any day to, discern your re-birth.
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust!
Best of all, our Creator God -
Daily, He is loving and just.
Best of all, our Savior Jesus -
Every hour, One you can trust.
Best of all, indwelling Spirit -
Each moment helps us readjust.
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust!
Steadfast holiness is a must.
written May 11, 2018
Opt to see truth with keen eyes sound,
Note dust from dust our common state.
Ask to know proof as feelings ground,
Sense what to trust through spheres of fate;
Heed the call now to know what's right.
Work then dear soul the path faith takes,
Embrace just how love brings insight;
Do work most whole the change you make,
Now is the time to check and see;
Etch heart and mind to forge anew,
Sense then clear chimes for you and me;
Do seek and find love that calls you,
Allow heart scope to cleanse and heal,
Yield faith and hope to love's goodwill.
Leon Enriquez
09 February 2016
Singapore
Today is Ash Wednesday, a time to reflect
on how I can be a better Christian
It is a time to curb the excesses in my life
not because of deprivation from a church rule
but because it gives me a deeper understanding
of simplicity, appreciation, and the great sacrifice
that Christ has made for me through His great fiat,
saving the world, he saved you and I ...
Rather then give up something tangible today
I will offer Christ my company . I will walk with
Him to the end of the road and keep watch
until His resurrection day.
May the Easter lily that is seeded securely in this
season of lent become my one true flower, my Iris.
During this sandal walk with Him my forehead will be
a cradle for his ashes and a thumb smudge for His
heart.
I will be his faithful Peter & wait for Resurrection
with patience, kindness and Holy intent.
With love and light ,
Mystic Rose
Ask to know truth as dust funds dust,
Sense a deep feel of joy that binds;
Heed love's sure proof in poise you trust.
Watch how touch heals true face you find,
Etch a pure zest that frames bold quest,
Dream of good times that outlast bad;
Note how time tests that primal fest,
Endow fond chimes when things go mad;
Stillness in poise can counter pain,
Deep dazzle dear can make you blind;
Attest clear choice to anchor gain,
Yes sounds most clear when heart knows mind;
Trust in the way love brings new light,
Hurl warm feelings in a deep vein;
Opt to obey that calm insight,
Urge bold living in style laid plain;
Great is the trip on journey road,
Heap happy here where fashion greets;
Taste sparkles grip as soul bears loads,
Swift mellow cheer new flavours meet.
Leon Enriquez
31 March 2018
Singapore