april songs:  journey of life 10

april song 10—interment (finale)

for the head, when bowed and hoary,
and the bones, when brittle-bent,
are preparing for your glory,
where there’s no impediment.

dust to dust, the earth returning
to the Hand that formed the clay,
and the breath no longer burning
in the realm of night and day.

yet, the soul knows no interment,
for its breath and dust are gone;
nor the grave, the last denouement,
where the body sleeps alone.

precepts of a Mighty Father,
Whose ways, higher than our ways,
are the ways of justice, rather,
in a universe of praise.

tell me not in mournful numbers
that His justice ever slumbers.

© Copyright 2024 March 03
by Clyve A. Bowen♫