to dan

you said you'd never understand what it's like
to serve something, selflessly
that God uses people, but how
could he use you?

you danced in your speech
and pushed through the break
you only wanted
to kick some ass
for Jesus, and America

i sang for you once
of broad stripes, bright stars
and perilous fights
i didn't forget the words
...but i didn't know them

i didn't know how
to say you matter
and now, in this life,
i can't.

you are clothed
in eternal light, divine embrace
my eyes water
while my heart smiles

until i join you...
please find Bach
and tell him i'll try
not to suck at his partitas