And when that last day comes
Who will it be that stands alone
Looking out across the sea,
Knowing only what is past,
Yet knowing nothing of what is yet to be?
I only know whoever it is,
He will be alone as he contemplates past year.
Those who love best
Also know best how to pray.
And on that last day
Looking out alone in anticipation
Of rising of new sun that he may never see,
He will not move,
However much he longs to move.
He will stand and watch in silence
As his burning heart breaks open on that final day.