My Father (V)

Bone

memories live in memories die
we live in the hearts of those who cry
but even they must leave and fly
leave and fly

bone, ash and grey
bone, ash and grey
what will be left
after it all fades away
all fades away

so what will we leave
past the days we live
what words resound
what acts confound
both time and space

bone, ash and grey
bone, ash and grey
what will we have to show
in that final day,
that final day

let it be found
words seasoned with salt
that we may blameless be
of any fault

let love’s radiance
shine brilliantly through
the husk of our activity
and every moment too

bone, ash and grey
bone, ash and grey
let your light be ever seen
in these jars of clay
these jars of clay