There is no death
There is a plan far greater than the plan you know
there is a landscape broader than the one you see ..
There is a haven where storm tossed souls may go
you call it death, we .. immortality.
You call it death – this seemingly endless sleep
we call it birth, the soul at last set free ..
‘Tis hampered not by time or space – you weep
why weep at death? ‘Tis immortality.
Farewell, dear Voyageur, ’twill not be long
your work is done, now may peace rest with thee ..
Your kindly thoughts and deeds, they will live on
this is not death, ’tis immortality.
Farewell, dear voyageur, the river winds and turns
the cadence of your song wafts near to me ..
And now you know the thing that all men learn
there is no death, there’s immortality.