What does a soul need to hear,

to help them on their way?

A sign, a song, a reminder of a past,

even yours, it is a mystery.

 

So we sing, and paint, write, perform and tell a story,

a medley without an end,

only with a beginning …

And invite them towards the house.

 

So now we see them coming,

but cannot tell if they will pass by,

missing the gate, door or window I left open.

So let us not decide their path, but rather, leave them all open.

 

And let God lead them home.