If I Should Die

If I should die, let it be with song and with dance.

Let the leaves swirl down, waltzing toward the waters.

Let the rivers twirl, round round in welcome.

If I should die, let it be with joy and with grace.

Let those who love yearn to love deeper,

let grief and anguish remain silent bystanders. 

If I should die, let it be quietly and discreetly.

Let the world continue to turn,

let fires continue to burn.

If I should die, let it be with life and with vigor.

Let our lips melt as one in song, in dance,

let our eyes lock in love, beauty, surrender.

If I should die, let it be with praise and with thanks.

Let me die from a life lived with wonders worth praising, 

let me die from a life lived with hands worth holding.