We were not sure ourselves but know for certain when bread was broken time was fractured, too And when we rose and left the table we were different ourselves yet more than selves rose up to leave Bones of fire now support us so full of love that it hurts our lungs to breathe These the bodies which the third one left us we dare not guess the features of our souls This road to nowhere goes on forever out from Emmaus into a waiting world Who is this that we carry now in witness What names does He bear that we can call Him in the night It is a secret But this we share with you o children When you see Him you will recognize the face