How Glory Goes

Is it warm?

Is it soft against your face?

Do you feel a kind of grace

Inside the breeze?

Will there be trees?

Is there a light?

Does it hover on the ground?

Does it shine from all around

Or just from you?

Is it endless and empty

And you wander on your own?

Slowly forget about

The folks that you have known?

Or does rising bread fill up the air

From open kitchens everywhere?

Familiar faces far as you can see

Like a family

Do we live?

Is it like a little town?

Do we get to look back down

At who we love?

Are we above?

Are we everywhere?

Are we anywhere at all?

Do you hear a trumpet call us

And we're by your side?

Will I want, will I wish

For all the things I should have done?

Longing to finish what I only just begun?

Or has a shiny truth been waiting there

For all the questions everywhere?

In a world of wondering suddenly you know

And you will always know

Will my mama be there waiting for me?

Smiling like the way she does

And holding out her arms

And she calls my name

She will hold me just the same

Only heaven knows how glory goes

What each of us was meant to be

In the starlight, that is what we are

I can see so far