I Sent My Soul Through The Invisible,

Ah Love! Could You And I With Him Conspire To Grasp This Sorry Scheme Of Things Entire Would We Not Shatter It To Bits-and Then Re-mould It Nearer To The Heart's Desire?

Dust Into Dust, And Under Dust To Lie, Sans Wine, Sans Song, Sans Singer, And-sans End!

By Fate Full Many A Heart Has Been Undone, And Many A Sprightly Rose Made Woe-begone; Plume Thee Not On Thy Lusty Youth And Strength: Full Many A Bud Is Blasted Ere Its Bloom.

So I Be Written In The Book Of Love. I Do Not Care About That Book Above. Erase My Name, Or Write It As You Will. So I Be Written In The Book Of Love.

Realise This: One Day Your Soul Will Depart From Your Body And You Will Be Drawn Behind The Curtain That Floats Between Us And The Unknown. While You Wait For That Moment, Be Happy, Because You Don't Know Where You Came From And You Don't Know Where You Will Be Going.