If the lost word is lost, if the spent word is spent
If the unheard, unspoken
Word is unspoken, unheard;
Still is the unspoken word, the Word unheard,
The Word without a word, the Word within
The world and for the world;
And the light shone in darkness and
Against the Word the unstilled world still whirled
About the centre of the silent Word.
- T. S. Eliot, from Ash Wednesday.
Remember, mortal, that you are dust, and to dust you shall return.
Repent and believe the good news.