ASH WEDNESDAY

I.

"...then the Lord God formed man from the dust
of the ground, and breathed into his nostrils

the breath of life; and the man became a living being."

                                                                       
                                                               Genesis 2


II.

Too long, I have rejected  
the womb of Your Earth. Thrown

satellites into your sky,
strung-up charts and

sucked Your earth of
its black blood. Here,

I look into windows of liquid crystal
and I do not know Your Earth.

And now Gehenna is rising
and now the water is scarce.

Landlord, landlord, the earth
is the Lord and in the Lord we walk.

III.

And this is what I saw:

My bones: the vertebral stone
of Your Earth. My nails:

the bark curling from an oak.
My left side: the porous moss

beneath the dip of a stream.
Ashes to ashes dust to dust:

from the earth I came
and to the earth I return.

IV.

The forehead touching the ash:
the forehead always up, turned away

from the soil, transfiguring itself
at the head of the body:

where to speak my name
is to name everything:

my left side: the porous moss
beneath the dip of a stream.