Dear mystical, magical River of Rest.
A storied, sweet stream is this River of Rest;
The souls of all time keep its ultimate shore;
And journey you east or journey you west,
Unwilling, or willing, sure-footed or sore,
You surely will come to this River of Rest—
This beautiful, beautiful River of Rest.
And elsewhere he says:
I go, I know not where, but know I will not die,
And know I will be gainer going to that somewhere;