Ash Wednesday by T. S. Eliot
Because I know that time is always time
And place is always and only place
And what is actual is actual only for one time
And only for one place
I rejoice that things are as they are and
I renounce the blessèd face
And renounce the voice
Because I cannot hope to turn again
Consequently I rejoice, having to construct something
Upon which to rejoice
Hear this poem read by T. S. Eliot at: http://speakingoffaith.publicradio.org/programs/armstrong/ashwednesday.shtml
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