Why do I feel your presence more
now that you're not here?
Why is the sun not as before
to warm me as I stare?
At space that's empty, so it seems
yet full and hallowed true.
Your Spirit fills the broken land
to the brim with truth accrued
Where once your pillars held the sky
Your arms now reach for grace
And nothing new will ever own
This ground or past erase
And we have lost our innocence
Our lives of yesterday
Driven deep within the earth
Eternally to stay