songs on the way – August 11

8.11.2016

all we go down to

the dust

yet even at the

grave

we make our song

Alleluia, Alleluia

Alleluia.

 

a plain plastic box

holds her remains

but not her soul

 

we spoke and prayed

the words for her today

and for us.

 

we all go down,

but singing

along the way.

———————-

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