in the chapel of ages, the priest listened, offering nothing
but the gathering up of a life’s load of trouble and shame
some kind of absorber, some kind of absolver,
shamed himself at the irony and the wonder
pointing at the signposts
we can travel together, we can try to unfold
some kind of meaning in this meaningless world
learning to mourn, and not just to blame
Lord, don’t let us leave here just the same
in the field of the ancients, the shepherd, (hands and heart
callused by afterbirth and the wind’s rain),
separated mother and child, despite the long, long night of their pain
the great rhythm of the land’s rebirth,
the priest turns in his bed and wonders if it’s worth
praying for some signposts
and all captured here together
taken hostage by the Sound
and all bleeding on each other
suddenly real, suddenly real
in the stones of forever
a thousand clouds of witnesses,
saying that it’s all worthwhile
as we travel together
along the world’s road of trouble and toil
the strange beauty of an old friend’s love
is better than anything, if anything’s enough
when you’re hoping for some signpost
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