[Song]
I place the gong[68] now in the mother’s hand.
THE MOTHER [Song]
True, ’tis for my child’s sake, as I am told,
And in my own hands now the gong I hold.
FERRYMAN [Song]
As grief is checked and voices cleared for prayer.
THE MOTHER
In unison we pray this moonlit night.
FERRYMAN
Our thoughts united, to the West[69] we turn.