Silently we watch, grief-stirred,
By her bed where angels stand--
Gently death, come, take her hand,
Bid her leave for Sunrise Land.
Muted weeping ... She has heard
Timeless, still, cool waters flow--
Gently, gently, pilot row
To that Shore where all must go.
Endless kingdoms!--Speak no word!
Hush! She hears--strange Mystery!
Coming nearer, rhythmic, free,
Steps of immortality.
