As The Curtain Falls

When Death comes knocking at the door And as the curtain finally falls My voice will be stilled My heart, now ticking off like a clock Will ever be silent My foot falls shall no more be heard All my songs will be stifled in the throat All my crazy thoughts will be frozen And I shall take leave of all And the whole lot of petty things I hold dear But what difference does it make? The earth will continue to spin as before The stars will illumine the night sky Days will follow days in endless succession Time, chanting the refrains of joy and sorrow, On wings, shall fly to destinations unknown. Will there be anyone to grieve my absence? Will my sons ever miss their Mama? Will my loved one still hold me close to his heart? May be for a while A short little while But as years glide, And my tomb lies over grown with weeds And the engraving on my head stone, Fade out in morbid grime and moss, When I merge with the dust as dust, When I lie inert, a rattling heap of bones under the sod When my spirit still hovers around in vain With insatiable longing for all your love, Then give me, my Lord! A ride in your chariot! Remove from my spirit the languor of endless waiting! Carry me to Thy bosom! Embalm me with Thy love, That I shall no more crave for earthly love And with you in bliss, ever united Look down evermore content As the wheels roll down to Eternity!