So bear my body to the grave, my friends,
But hear my heart whose singing never ends
No time now for your wailing or your tears
My death is not at all what it appears.
The grave is not the sum of life complete
It is the veil of lovers, their retreat
Beyond the compass of logic and mind
Leaving the chain of separateness behind.
You saw the dust settling, now see it rise
Think of me with Him and shut your eyes
Locked beneath the earth my soul is free
To be with Him for all eternity.