Trouble not your weary eyes
with gazing after vanished dreams.
Follow not into the past
echo of forgotten themes.
Burden not the memory
with too much dark and heavy grief.
God is good and offers you
the balm that gives the heart relief.
The dead have passed into His care,
What more could we desire to know?
They have travelled on ahead
unto the place where all must go…
Links with heaven we possess
through those dear souls beyond our sight.
Through their passing we, too, move
a little nearer to the Light.
