Dusty Hands


At an acceptable time, Holy One,

You scoop down and mix

Earth dirt with Star dust

Creating a human that shimmers,

A soul meant to shine

Through the darkness

And brighten the world

Work of your dusty hands,

Joy of the Heavens.

When another acceptable time comes

You call that glimmering dust Home

Collapsing this body

Back into the finery we were

In your glittering fingers

Dust to Dust are we.


About sstyves

A Canadian prairie girl rooted in Ignatian spirituality, I seek God in all things. Whether I catch a glimpse of the Divine and delight in its presence in nature or in the beauty of an encounter with someone, I am ever so grateful that I can recognize the Creator. I greet each new day with hope and happiness, expecting blessings and miracles because I am created to praise, love and serve God. This blog is one way of realizing that through my writings, prayers, and photography. To God be the Glory!
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4 Responses to Dusty Hands

  1. Monica says:

    Just beautiful. I am going to print it for my prayer journal. Wishing you the best this Lent.

  2. Karen Wheadon says:

    Beautiful poem Suzanne…just beautifulšŸ’œ

    Sent from my iPad


  3. juliemjm says:

    I love your poem Suzanne!

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