What shall I lay on your altar
Shall it be my love
Shall I lay it before you
Shall we eat of it together
What can this be for you
The source of all love
What can I add
What can I offer to the one
The only one
Who can possibly give
And what of my tears
Shall I bring a libation
A wine to sweeten the meat
Can I bring it to the one who orders the world
You are the spring from which my tears well forth
Please In love and in kindness
Receive my offerings
I can only return to you
That which you have freely given to me
Given in love and mercy
So I will return to you
Your tender gift of tears
I shall bring my suffering to you
For no offering is accepted upon you altar without salt
I shall bring it all I shall bring it with song and rejoicing
I must bring it to your house of prayer
For tears are holy
And I am forbidden to withhold things that are holy
I will bring the moments of my life
Beautifully arranged in a basket
For if I don't
Then my tears will fall to the ground
Meaning nothing
Bearing nothing
Their pain and holiness ignored