Mark the earth with a cross
Before you die,
Take a small stick and bend down
And make two marks, two
Only, on the ground. Ask no one why.
Mark, before you die,
The earth, for a sign. You
Are not a soul, you cannot die
Rightly, until you scratch a small mark on the ground.
Lean, and write, and be done and be gone
And the wind be with you.