Some Clear Joy Is Coming

Father John in the driveway
comes here to bless me
My Father in the morning
will bend to hear me.
Some clear joy is coming on some slowest train,
I am hearing it coming again.

Flowerless in the country,
birdless in the spring,
my man and I are weeping,
we have been weeping.
Some clear joy is coming on some slowest trains.
Do you hear that it's coming again?