Classic Poem

It lies around us like a cloud
A world we do not see,
Yet the sweet closing of an eye
May bring us there to be

Its gentle breezes fan our cheek
Amid our wordly cares
Its gentle voices whisper love
And mingle with our prayers

Sweet souls around us watch us still
Press nearer to our side,
Into our thoughts, into our prayers
With gentle helpings glide

Let death between us be as naught
A dried & vanished stream
Your joy be the reality
Our faded life, the dream