Lent Begins...

I know it's two days late and several dollars short, but I hope you all had a blessed and penitential Ash Wednesday and beginning of Lent.

I'll leave you with some Eliot, from Ash Wednesday:

Lady of silences 

Calm and distressed 

Torn and most whole 

Rose of memory 

Rose of forgetfulness 

Exhausted and life-giving 

Worried reposeful 

The single Rose 

Is now the Garden 

Where all loves end 

Terminate torment 

Of love unsatisfied 

The greater torment 

Of love satisfied

 End of the endless 

Journey to no end 

Conclusion of all that 

Is inconclusible 

Speech without word and 

Word of no speech 

Grace to the Mother 

For the Garden 

Where all love ends.

Reads like a Litany, I always think. CS. Lewis hated TS Eliot's poetry, apparently. I like both.

God bless,

LSP