Dont Grieve Near My Grave

Don’t grieve near my grave, Nor sing a sorrow song; Thou witness only body, dress I wore in past; Don't weep 'O' sweetie sweet, I am not dressed, yet not naked; On a jovial vehicle, Moving to paradise, Faster than earthy medium; through frolic lakes, Dense lush weald, Cool moisty clouds; Through the gleam, Warms my soul; Higher I travel cooler my soul; Twinkling Stars they blink, show the passage to paradise; All they give all the options; What, why and when, to have my new dress; Don't see poor, beggar, crime, No sad, no pain, no distress, Man, animal, bird are same; All are angels, Inebriate in frolic mood; Don't grieve near my grave... Nor sing a sorrow song... My deeds in past, Is all souvenir, Adorn your dreams; © Sadashivan Nair