Like rivers flowing to the sea,
Our lives, a journey, wild and free.
And death's no wall, no final gate,
But merging back, before too late.
We are the drops, the ocean vast,
A part returning, holding fast.
To Love's great heart, the source of light,
Where darkness fades, and all is bright.
No ending here, but sweet release,
A finding home, a perfect peace.
Belonging there, forevermore,
Upon that boundless, loving shore.
We are His stars, a scattered gleam,
Drawn back to Him, a peaceful dream.
No fear in rest, no need to weep,
Just coming home to slumber deep.
