The path might look somewhat unclear
My heart might be throbbing due to fear
My pillow might still be moist from tears
Still, I wouldn't stop moving onwards
The path becomes clearer as I proceed
Even with the fears, I'll push through
undeterred
Until the tears of pain becomes the
tears of triumph.

Participation
In Lent is to experience our
True Self..
We can be the observers
Of the man on the donkey
And remember the story about..
And the beliefs we as children
Were taught..or we can climb
On the donkey ourselves
Knowing ourself as he knew
Himself..made of
Light and Grace..
And..from our donkey
Observe that crowd in their
Momentary celebration.. knowing
Their veil and ours may soon
Conceal..before revealing
Our True Self...

This someone
Let's call him Remember
Asserts a plan for the day
And walks to do his plan..
Remember apparently walks
On this cloudy morning
Ignoring a Remembering
Which could recompose
Her walk into Steps of
Abundant Joy..

We can hope that
One clear morning
Remember will
Remember...!