Heavenly Flight He is not dead --but only flying higher Higher than he's flown before, And earthly limitations Will hinder him no more. Thank God that now his flight can be To heights his eyes had scanned, Where he can race with no comets, And buzz the rainbow's span. For he is universal, Like courage, love and hope And all free, sweet emotions Of vast and godly scope. And understand a pilots fate Is not the thing he fears, But rather sadness left behind, Your heartbreak and your tears. So all you loved ones, dry your eyes, Yet, it is right that you should grieve, For he loves your courage more, And he wants you to believe. He is not dead. You should have known That he is only flying higher Higher than he's ever flown.