We give our loved ones back to God,
And just as He first gave them to us
And did not lose them in the giving,
So we have not lost them
In returning them to Him.
For life is eternal,
Love is immortal,
Death is only a horizon,
And a horizon is nothing
But the limit of our earthly sight.
Author Unknown
For Bridie, my beautiful loving funny patient kind self-deprecating warm crazy dry spiritual generous giving mother who lived in this world from 22nd December 1929 until 31st January 2009 when she slipped down beyond the horizon. RIP. Mal xx
Photo by Josh Staiger
Death is nothing at all
I have only slipped away into the next room
I am I and you are you
Whatever we were to each other
That we are still
Call me by my old familiar name
Speak to me in the easy way you always used
Put no difference into your tone
Wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow
Laugh as we always laughed
At the little jokes we always enjoyed together
Play, smile, think of me, pray for me
Let my name be ever the household word that it always was
Let it be spoken without effort
Without the ghost of a shadow in it
Life means all that it ever meant
It is the same as it ever was
There is absolute unbroken continuity
What is death but a negligible accident?
Why should I be out of mind
Because I am out of sight?
I am waiting for you for an interval
Somewhere very near
Just around the corner
All is well.
Nothing is past; nothing is lost
One brief moment and all will be as it was before
How we shall laugh at the trouble of parting when we meet again!
Canon Henry Scott-Holland, 1847-1918, Canon of St Paul's Cathedral
Posted by: Dawn Dowsett | February 17, 2009 at 07:00 PM