Gently Gently Row

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.