There, You Will Be

When all my tomorrow's
have come and gone ...
I'll stand in the rain.
I'll catch the drops in my cupped hands,
and lift to my eyes, that which will cleanse me.
I'll reflect upon Love.
And remember its losses,
its victories,
its trials,
and rewards.
I'll remember you.
My tears will mix with the rain,
and all, will wash away.
I will fall to my knees,
I will whisper your name.
And Thank God for your soul.
And, as I become still,
the memories,
will raise me.
I will stand before God,
with my heart in my hands.
And sing praises of Thanks.
When all my yesterdays
have come and gone,
'tis you,
I will hold,
in my ever lasting.
I will catch the stars in my cupped hands,
and lift to my eyes.
And the light will shine.
And there, You will be.