Lay me to rest

I have walked upon fields filled with flowers
and through woods filled with wonders
losing my way without getting lost
I wandered further from home
but ever closer to where my heart is
for I am not bound to bricks

when I'm dead I do not wish for roses
but for bluebells and buttercups
violets and forget-me-nots
I wish for butterflies and bees
rabbits and badgers
and worms in the earth

so let me be buried where the wind whispers through leaves
where trees' roots will embrace my bones
ans small creatures make my grave their home
let me rest where no church-bells ring but Robins sing
and let the stones not be rectangular or crosses
but rounded and coverered in mosses

lay me to rest within the woods