Sara Teasdale - In a Burying Ground lyrics

This is the spot where I will lie When life has had enough of me, These are the gra**es that will blow Above me like a living sea. These gay old lilies will not shrink To draw their life from d**h of mine, And I will give my body's fire To make blue flowers on this vine. "O Soul," I said, "have you no tears? Was not the body dear to you?" I heard my soul say carelessly, "The myrtle flowers will grow more blue."