Peace of heart Amara Kabba
Peace of heart 
Peace my heart,

Let the time for the parting be sweet
let it not be death but completeness.
Let Love melt into memory
and pain into songs
Let the flight through the sky
end in the folding of the wings over the nest.

Let the last touch of your hands be gentle
like the flower of the night.
Stand still, O Beautiful End,
for a moment
and say your last words in silence.
I bow to you and hold up my lamp
to light you on your way,
-Rabindranath Tagore