No grave for me, no cold ground,
buried for eternity
Burn me, burn me, burn me
with Your love
Until I am ashes and ground bones
dust to dust for my Beloved
Throw me to the winds of heaven
Cast me on the green-blue sea
Bury me in the flower beds
and the roots of trees
In the gardens of springtime
beside the Old Windmill
Scatter me on that path
where the Sufis dwell
So that I may be at last
dust beneath the Master’s feet
buried for eternity
Burn me, burn me, burn me
with Your love
Until I am ashes and ground bones
dust to dust for my Beloved
Throw me to the winds of heaven
Cast me on the green-blue sea
Bury me in the flower beds
and the roots of trees
In the gardens of springtime
beside the Old Windmill
Scatter me on that path
where the Sufis dwell
So that I may be at last
dust beneath the Master’s feet
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