told you, keep it in your
heart like a stone And
when the winds have
blown things round and
back again what was once
your pain will be your
home All around the table
the white-haired men have
gathered Spilling their
sons' blood like table wine
Remember everything I
told you, everything in its
own time The music
whispers you in urgency
hold fast to that
languageless connection A
thread of known that was
unknown and unseen seen
dangling from inside the
fifth direction Boys around
the table mapping out
their strategies Kings all
of mountains one day dust
A lesson learned a loving
God and things in their
own time In nothing more
do I trust We own nothing,
nothing is ours Not even
love so fierce it burns like
baby stars But this poverty
is our greatest gift The
weightlessness of us as
things around begin to
shift Remember every-
thing I told you, keep it in
your heart like a stone
And when the winds have
blown things round and
back again What was
once your pain will be
your home Everything in
its own time Everything in
its own time