You may have noticed that I don't pay much attention to epitaphs. That's because most of them are crap. Nineteenth century religious poetry makes me nauseous and the Helen Steiner Rice greeting card stuff you find on tombstones today makes me rabid. Better for my digestion and blood pressure if I just look the other way.
That said, there's a beautiful epitaph at Cemetery Explorers. Nice to see a good pantheist sentiment expressed as a change of pace from all the Christer bilge.