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.