Rounds of lives continue to turn.
It is the vehicle to help us learn.
Birth, death, like a wheel,
Continues to turn, as you search out the real.
Some see death as a final end.
Others recognize it's only a bend.
You cross the boundary and leave the earth,
But what you find is a kind of rebirth.
Some are sad as a loved one departs.
It feels as if we have a broken heart.
But it is loneliness which we feel.
We are left alone with struggles so real.
But eventually, you do see
That living on earth is just a key
To put into practice and to discern
Those principles in Spirit you have to learn.
And finally now, you might want to know
Where that loved one had to go.
Back to beauty, light and love;
Our spiritual birthplace, high above.
It’s not a place or time of pain,
But the loving existence of our Parent's Domain.
It is the vehicle to help us learn.
Birth, death, like a wheel,
Continues to turn, as you search out the real.
Some see death as a final end.
Others recognize it's only a bend.
You cross the boundary and leave the earth,
But what you find is a kind of rebirth.
Some are sad as a loved one departs.
It feels as if we have a broken heart.
But it is loneliness which we feel.
We are left alone with struggles so real.
But eventually, you do see
That living on earth is just a key
To put into practice and to discern
Those principles in Spirit you have to learn.
And finally now, you might want to know
Where that loved one had to go.
Back to beauty, light and love;
Our spiritual birthplace, high above.
It’s not a place or time of pain,
But the loving existence of our Parent's Domain.