The dead we hold in memory
As today tells their story
Our hearts and minds hear it again
Reliving them in prayerful pain
Under the shadow of earth’s drear
Our mourn’ shows forth care
The dead we hold in memory
As today tells their story
They once shared our lives
With colours of love and hurt
That prong upon which hung life
Today, with echoes of hope
Hovering on us like a dome
We gaze into the sky
And wish them a life of light
In the world of pleasant repose
The dead we hold in memory
As today tells their story
When upon us the curtain is drawn
And our sapling lives turn to dust
May they bid us welcome
In the wings of the dawn
To that kingdom
Where wolves tickle sheep
And lions play with hyenas
And cats and rats together feast
In the oasis of peace eternal
The dead we hold in memory
As today tells their story
