SKY BURIAL

Please bury me high, way up in the sky
In a place, away from the human race
Where I will be  a gift, to a happy little bird
And save everyone, a lot of work

When I die take me away, on a jumbo jet
To that land, that they used to call Tibet
Find some monks to bury me, high up in the air
I'll tell you how they bury people up there
Where there are no trees, to be found
Where there is no earth, on the ground

Monks will carry me, to the highest spot
Once their knives, have been sharpened a lot
They will slice me in pieces, with surgical love
And feed me to the buzzards, circling above

Please bury me high, way up in the sky
In a place away from the human race
Where I will be a gift, to a happy little bird
And save everyone, a lot of work

Sean Hunt  
2015 January Windermere