When I am dead-and my body turned to dust,
my atoms will conjoin with her I loved and lost,
and we'll be two in one again-that is if God is just.
Together we will quit this old Earth's crust, and fly-
above the mountains of The Moon, to view the constellations in the heavens, and negociate the crowded realms above-to ride on Pegasus
and sup with Cassiopea, conversing on equal terms, with Lyra Vegus and Aquilla-who will direct us and be our guide
to where all space and time is quite forgot,
and there we will find Heaven waiting- with open gates,
and the smiles of all the friends we knew, to regognise our maker, and be  made welcome.