To turn, to turn, to turn in Lent...

What I have noticed this winter, as we near spring, is bare trees. Recently, they remind me of the spareness of Lent and its beauty. Here is a new poem about this Lent.

Coming back to the Lord in Lent...
by Peter Menkin

Quiet, listening to the silence
this Lent, aware of the largeness
of God, the short life of man and woman.

We frail creatures, loved as part of creation,
return to the Lord this season.
This is a great thing, and part of the Church year--
refreshing in its way, but a road that is taken while observing
on its route the winter rain, the bare trees,

other days the light--
the daily day offers time. It is a surrounding
experience, penitence. Ever even so small an offer,
there is the reminder that we have time
to come back. To turn, to turn, to turn.