LENT
Living on borrowed time -
God lent me all these years so far.
Thank You, God. Thank You, God.
I’ve been burnt. There are ashes.
But most of the time - there have been
sunrises after sunsets, blessings and
surprises, mornings after dark nights.
There’s are crosses on the side of
the roads I’ve traveled. But I have
been handed the creed that there is
resurrection at the end of every Lent.
There is Spring at the end of every
winter and green leaves and birds
are waiting for another chance to
bud and wave, sing and soar.
© Andy Costello, Reflections 2018
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