When my coffin is being taken out; you must never think I am missing this world…
don't shed any tears; don't lament or feel sorry
I'm not falling into a monster's abyss.

When you see my corpse is being carried…don't cry for my leaving.
I'm not leaving; I'm arriving at eternal love.

When you leave me in the grave; don't say goodbye
Remember a grave is only a curtain for the paradise behind.
You'll only see me descending into a grave; now watch me rise
how can there be an end when the sun sets or
the moon goes down it looks like the end; it seems like a sunset
but in reality it is a dawn.

When the grave locks you up; that is when your soul is freed

Have you ever seen a seed fallen to earth
not rise with a new life; why should you doubt the rise of a seed named human

have you ever seen a bucket lowered into a well
coming back empty;
why lament for a soul when for the last time you close your mouth your words and and soul will be freed
- Rumi