The word requiem has always intrigued me. The simple definition from the Oxford Dictionary is “an act or token of rememberence”.
I came across this poem in my teenage years during a certain phase of my life. Although it evokes sadness in me, I still love it.
Robert Louis Stevenson. 1850–1894
Under the wide and starry sky
Dig the grave and let me lie:
Glad did I live and gladly die,
And I laid me down with a will.
This be the verse you ‘grave for me:
Here he lies where he long’d to be;
Home is the sailor, home from the sea,
And the hunter home from the hill.