We’ve sung our hymnsWe’ve said our grace,Broke our breadQuarrels exchangedNo shoes uponour weary feetNo bag or purseour weapons sheathed
Embark, EmbraceEmbalm, EmbodyEntrust to each otherExpecting a journeyEndure in unison.
Your wounded prayerour cracked AmenAsleep again,the trial beginsThe fire masksour faces flushedOne suicidehaunts all of us.
And then you wavedover the spear“My mother nowyour son is here.”We who you lovedthis hour are joinedwe travel fromthis turning point.
Now the men hidewhile women schemethe former frailedby death’s regimeThe latter steeledby idle talesof some bright pathbeyond this vale.
We walk, we mendwe knit, we rendwe grasp, we howlwe wait, we vow
Entrust us to each other now.