Death, be not proud
For We Are All Connected.
We stand in the garden among the roses
and watch the sunrises
After the tenantless nights where the bell has tolled an ceased
And from the depths of the grave from which we have called for help
And help we have found, for we know that no man is an island
and know for whom the bell tolls where no bell is
and together we say “Death, be not proud”.

• Death be not proud- from John Donne's sonnet "Death be not proud"
• roses- gather ye rosebuds while ye may, from Robert Herrick's poem To the Virgins, to Make Much of Time, focusing on the idea of carpe diem
• Tenantless night where the bell has tolled and ceased...where no bell is- From All the Pretty Horses by Cormac McCarthy, page 30
• From the depths of the grave... from the Bible, Jonah 2:2
• no man is an island- From John Donne's poem No Man Is An Island
• For whom the bell tolls- From John Donne's poem No Man Is An Island