A morning gray, a two-day rain, 
A mind wrapped up in here and now, 
A half-day passed, a needed a break, 
Surprised to find the world now blue 
And full of early flowers in bloom 
His car took him (it seemed) down to 
A place of stones, and flowers, and rest 
And words and dates and silences -- 
  A hand upon my shoulder now 
  With no one there, with no one there.

"I Am The One Who Was" it said, 
Or they all said, in different words; 
A living presence grown and gone 
Now missing in the hearts of those 
Who once took shape and came alive 
In feeling skin and hearing voice 
In ways no others ever could 
For what is known and felt is kept 
  Inside the vault we can't unlock 
  For someone took the key and left, 
  For someone took the key

  and left