Ash Wednesday to Pentecost


(inspired by the Dream of the Rood 6th-9th Century)

  1. Often have I, severe and cold,
    Spurned the proud cross of gems and gold,
    Silver and rubies vain for flesh and blood,
    Worshipping spiteful nails and rough-hewn wood.
  2. Yet this is to reduce that Cross to me
    As if I hung there rapt in cruelty;
    Not saviour that such precious tribute owns,
    Amethyst for miswrought eyes and marble bones.
  3. And what shall be a better place for wealth
    Than that dear symbol of the loss of self?
    No better place to gather earth's display
    Than in such wise to glisten as we pray.