BENEATH

 THE ASHES

Ashes,

where once stood

a building tall,

now almost nothing,

just soft silt beneath our feet.

Then you, Lord, rising tall,

up from the dead,

giving all of us the dream
of rising again,

a rising building tall,

church

the hope of all for all,

beneath the ashes.

©  Andy Costello, 

Markings  Prayers

Thomas More Association