She is not dead- but only flying higher,
Higher than she`s flown before,
And earthly limitations
Will hinder her no more.
There is no service ceiling ,
Or any fuel range.
And there is no anoxia
Or need for engine change.
Thank God that now her flight can be
To heights her eyes had scanned ,
Where she can race with comets ,
And buzz the rainbow`s span.
For she is universal,
Like courage , love and hope ,
And all free , sweet emotions
Of vast and godly scope.