Adam poems

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ASH WEDNESDAY

Adam 1

O Adam is the dustman,
so the scriptures say;
then breathe, O Lord thy Spirit
into
this recalcitrant lump of clay !

Adam 2

My thoughts are the trees in the garden
behind which I hide
from the One who sees my nakedness.

Adam 3

Adam, where art thou ?
Still hiding, Lord,
Amidst the trees of my busy thoughts,
Bound up with my own preoccupations.

Lazarus, come forth !

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