ash wednesday

at play in the garden with sophie

-fruit of my fruit-

scooping handfuls of early earth, surprisingly workable and warm

last year’s leaves

last year’s leftovers

this year’s soil

dust to dust

 –

it pours through our fingers,

hers beneath mine, delight in the falling cascade

mine beneath hers, cupped and receptive

patient

 –

what remnants of me

reside in your seeds little one

what morsels will you carry forth

how does one compost a life?

moment by moment

sifting soil through our hands

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