The time will come
The time will come when we are neither christian nor pagan
Neither believer nor unbeliever
For it will be a time of knowledge, not belief,
When distinctions fade.
As Jesus said so wisely
There will be neither married nor single
Male or female
English or Irish.
It will not matter in what plot we’re buried,
In simple Quaker graveyard or in polished stone,
Young or old, plain or handsome,
Nothing to distinguish us in eternity.
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