There’s a light that shines brightly in each human heart,
As the form we have taken, we use to do well
What the heart had intended before leaving Home,
Far outside this reality. Here, as we roam,
Sometimes deep in the darkness we may chose to dwell.
Light may dim as life goes on from our humble start.

Some will keep their light shining. It burns like a flame
In a world of much darkness. Their wisdom is seen
In expression of wholesomeness. Kindness is there
Intermixed with the wisdom they willfully share.
By the time they return Home, their vision is keen.
We are all lighted candles. We burn not the same.

This world’s light burns without yours, and that is our loss
Unless acts of the spirit support memory
Of a voice of pure conscience and will to do right.
I have learned from you that all souls shine in God’s sight.
We shall get on without you… much as it must be.
We know you need some time to check in with the Boss.

And we who must remain here must have much to learn.
Life resembles detention at Harsh Cosmic High.
There are students and staff here. Who else would we need?
Your have served us with honor. Farewell and Godspeed.
All the teachers among us do identify
What we have turned away from which we should return.