Weep your worthy tears,
poor souls within flesh.

Do you long for something more?
Look at each other!
Love!
Is there anything else?
Dust!

Your desire, your faults,
your weakness, your woes;
Ha! Angels laugh aloud.

Huddle together in terror
of the void,
But your company keeps you
from us.

Come alone, we'll welcome,
but leave the world behind.

Heaven is for the pure.

Joy!