From Somewhere Deep Within
(for Michael Collins)

In all those wondrous changes,
In those acts of right and wrong,
In the love of great beginnings
I hear the funeral song.

In the discord of the moment,
In the rage of blood and death,
In our highest aspirations
for which courage finds its depth.

I'll come calling in morning.
I will hold your hand so dear.
I will tell you of this vision
that always holds us near.

I will seek what cannot cease.
I will know what's on your mind.
I will bring a different peace
In a prayer for humankind.

May the master of our fate
Be the mistress of our hearts,
In a journey never ending
From a place we'll never part.

lloyd marbet, 3/6/04