Your way

 There are no hands for God  to work,

Besides the ones you have,

There are no hearts for Him to live,  

To move with love the valve.

You are His glove to help my friends

His breath, His beat, His way,

Divine fulfilment of commends,

In  crazy waves. Your day

Is shining with Saint wisdom, warmth

Spread out through the pain,

Your way - salvation, blessed course,

Like thunder with a rain!