Practicing lent
sounds slick. My gift,
heart-full-of-pride. My rituals,
my restriction, my sacrifice.
Then I throw out my arms, open-handed.
Looking up,
giving up.
Let go, let up.
Incarnate,
the One who comes
have me. I let go,
practicing lent.
Logic will get you from A to B. Imagination will take you everywhere. — Albert Einstein
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