God’s heart is strong and made of steel

So it won’t break from the pain her children feel.

God’s eyes are red and blaze with woe

And ache from the constant tears that flow.

God’s hands are wrinkled, but reaching and warm

Welcoming, but within the storm.

God is old and always here

Her name is love and never fear.

God is far; God is within.

I miss you god; where've you been!?

Sometimes I will allow myself

A song of lament no one hears

Oh god oh god oh god

It goes

As I walk

As I think

As I hear. 

And lament, lament,

I sing as I walk.

The comfort is in the singing

Of the song no one may ever hear

Or Someone may hear, I not knowing

Sing and listen,

And listen and sing.

When the last person walks out of the room

I think about that I will die.

And it does not disturb me,

So I think I do not really think that I will die.

But sometimes I want to die,

And that does not really disturb me

So I think I do not really want to die.

So then I live.

I think I will walk home while it is blue.

A Manitoba January dusk.

So quiet are the woods

I wish it was my heart.