somebody walks atop the trees
who lights your star and makes it fade
those do not fear their destinies
whom hope has finally betrayed
my fears my hopes don't disappear
this is the grace that helps me stay
this caring providential fear
has held my hand along the way
somebody walks atop the trees
when I must tumble one fine night
will he then kindle one of his
new stars with my departing light
or will he crush me to a grain
a dark abandoned piece of grit
and never light my soul again
when infant stars are newly lit
somebody walks atop the trees
he cares for every crumb it's said
it's said he is the hope we breathe
it's said he is the fear we dread