Unfound

You gave your love to God, till he stole it from your bed 
      and there you wept 
For forty years inside of your head 

You saved the written word from an almost certain death 
      but never read 
The final page of the journal you kept 

But long before he found you 
You left your traces so permanent, so permanent 

Before you leave 
You let him make his peace 
Tie all the strands and loose ends 
And honestly 
I never saw him in me 
But I hope someone else does 
For all his fears and his flaws 

Deteriorate the mind, stealing all its blinding light,
      now tell me 
why 
Is it sacrifice, for all of mankind 

Only the bravest one, who has tears turned into blood 
      will soon be blind 
Is it irony or the cruelty of time 
But long before he found you 
You left your traces so permanent, so permanent 

Before you leave 
You let him make his peace 
Tie all the strands and loose ends 
And honestly 
I never saw him in me 
But I hope someone else does 
For all his faith and his flaws 

Carried to the deathbed, by the ones you’ve come to love 
        though names are lost 
“But Father, can I ask you this? 
Do you ever think... will it come to this? ‘Hello,
      I am your son’?” 

Before you leave 
You let him make his peace 
Tie all the strands and loose ends 
And honestly 
I never saw him in me 
But I hope someone else does 
For all his faith and his flaws