By, Hugh A Tague III
The mark above my brow the symbol of life
a smudge of admiration.
A reminder of sacrifice freely given a celebrated life
of love and understanding.
Forty days and nights the serpent torments tempting resolve defeated
he returns alone.
Winter’s cold wind the ashes chase away the triumphant light returns
palms are laid.
From the dust life begins to burst then as ashes
we return to the earth.
A smudge of admiration the symbol of life
the mark above my brow.