Sharp as burning beams of sun,
Ceaseless as the sea’s wild foam’
As relentless as the tides
Is the grace that calls us home.
Wild, untamed and hunger-fierce.
Never caged by human law.
Is the life that shatters death
Making new what evil tore.
Past our hearing is a song
Ever sung in endless light –
Song of love’s transcendent joy.
Sweeter still in pain’s despite.
