Death is a shadow
Cast by the light of life
No matter how much we grow
We will soon feel the knife

Every inhale leading to exhale
Every birth leading to burial

We walk in fear
Each step fleeing from the grave
Yet each day we draw near
Wasting time we could never save

Every path leads to the sea
The land beyond, we cannot see

There is meaning to the madness
There is salvation from the sadness

The apostles' mystery of that Saturday
Explodes upon we saints as we pray

Why the silence?
Why the suffering?
Why the stillness?
Why the waiting?

And there is Christ
He hath undergone the same

In our chest a longing stirs
Distractions try to extinguish
But stories stoke fires
Burning and blazing against the resistance


Already, but not yet
Not yet, but already

In Adam: Immortally mortal,
Yet
In Christ: Mortally immortal