Dust to dust and ashes to ashes
Rain from the heavens, tears from the gods
A soul taken, those remaining go forth
Searching for the meaning, for the cause, for the consequence
Notes from an angel lifted to the unknown
As we bid farewell to him
A soldier, a son, a brother, a husband, an uncle, a father
We continue the search
We challenge the convention
We hold that is precious to us dear
Sadness and tears transformed
And we mourn and celebrate the life
Raising a glass to him
We imagine him smiling
Down on us all…and wait for the day we join him.
~ciao