
Where Gravity Holds No Sway
Bring no sad songs to my death bed.
And after I leave this body of dust,
Don’t let your tears wash over the ashes—
I will not be in that smoldering mass.
I will have sped to the astral world
To join my blessèd dear ones again.
In the arms of the Divine Belovèd
We will sojourn until we are beckoned
On to some new reckoning.
Beyond this mud-ball planet of earth
We will move with the ease of light
Where gravity holds no sway.
Good faith questions and comments welcome!