Now, that you are in the next world,

What did you bring Home?

Hope, you joined the place of the justified

You know your True Home,

Hope, you were not deceived or deceiving

While you were still breathing.

Hope, you did not fall

Into a grievous - uncontrite transgression

When you were given

Life's fathomless possession.

Now, that you arrived in the afterlife,

What was your earned income?

Trust, you did not see the ugliness

Of laziness, greediness and loftiness,

Damaging gratifications of hideous temptations,

Deadly leprosy of hidden jealousy,

The unsightliness of superfluity,

The repulsiveness of impurity,

Quarrel and irascibility.

Hope that you had loved the unlovable

Until you found them likeable.

Now that you are in the next world

Hope that you have seen your soul pristine

With your True Liberator's Face within

For all time praying and hoping

You found your True Home.

And you my earthly brother,

Do you possess the longing

To be nearest to Him and His Sacred Mother?

Do you wish the same for your own brother?

Is there enough grain?