Our finale reward for goodness

Rise and fall,ten thousand furies in all
ghostly images,strangers and loved one's
rising ever higher,meeting souls they
once loved and adored,now again togeather,eternallyforever more.
People on the right kneeling and praying
to my left,tears of loved one's
cascading ever falling,on the ground of
memories long ago these hallowed grounds
walked on by strangers coming and going
walking over the bones of loved one's
buried under dirt and stones far below.
Now grass and weeds grow,where once loved one's walked,to lay flowers of many colors,above the casket lying in cold dark tombsbelow,put there to rest untill we all meet again,to rise to heavens gates.
Friends and relatives,so quickley they
forget the love and joy,shared by these
departed,still laying in those cold
dark chambers six feet below.