remember
you are ashes
of dreams unfulfilled,
of loves burnt in passion,
of sepia-coated photos in our minds;
remember
you are dust
of stars which exploded
light-years away,
of words
uttered so long ago,
of fears hiding under our bed;
remember
you are God’s,
who
mixes all the ashes
of
our failed promises
to
be more faithful
more
just
more loving
with
the dust we
have
shaken from our feet
as
we took our own paths,
using
them to mark
the
Godhead on this
pilgrimage
of trust.
remember,
you
are remembered
by
God
©
2019 Thom M. Shuman
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