And Death Shall Have No Dominion

And death shall have no dominion.
Dead mean naked they shall be one
With the man in the moon and the west wind;
When their bones are picked clean and the clean bones gone,
They shall have stars at elbow and foot;
Though they go mad they shall be sane,
Though they sink through the sea they shall rise again;
Though lovers be lost love shall not;
And death shall have no dominion.

--Dylan Thomas