Dedicated to the memory of Wendy & Travis
Lament not for me
Though my death at 23
Is by any definition tragedy
Free of body, free of pain
Free to move on now that my body is lain
Lament not for me
Though 24 the age I would be
And all the world open to me
Free of burden, free of sadness
Free now to a new life, for me feel gladness
Lament not for the dead
The soul moves on, so it is said
Though we know not where
Nor what form it may take
Always with us are the dead
We feel them in every memory
In every smile stirred by them
We feel them in the springtime breeze
We know them in the warmth of the sun
Love, like the energy of life, can never die
