MY EPITAPH

Don’t come to see me after I’m gone,
Assuming I’ll hear you from the lawn.

A shell in a box, that you’ll place me in
has nothing to do with the now, just the then.

I’m no longer living on your sweet earth.
I’ve discovered a secret, intangible birth.

Don’t worry about me, concerns are in vain.
I have entered the ultimate eternal plane.