When I Die Poem by Tina Baaklini

When I die
Do not cry
Out of my body, nothing will remain
But my soul; subtle bodies will soar to their planes
My heart will still carry your love
As below, so above
I'll be wandering in the gardens of heaven
Amid its sparkling flowers, breathing their scent

When I die
Do not cry
Whisper a little prayer for me
Remember a pleasant memory
The earth is a transit airport
To the sky we belong; there, will sail our boat
Life is but a bagatelle
To you, I won't say farewell
Someday we'll run fields in heaven
So be merry, do not cry when I die, my friend.

Copyright ©️ Tina Rizk