Poem By Canon Henry Scott Holland

[Chai]

Found at "The Grief Blog": here

"Death is nothing at all!

I have only slipped into the next room

I am I and you are you.

Whatever we are 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 in your tone;wear no forced solemnity or sorrow.

Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes we enjoyed together.

Play, smile, think of me, pray for me.

Let my name be forever the household word that it always was.

Let it be spoken without effort, without the ghost of a shadow on it.

Life means all that it ever meant.

It is the same as it ever was; there is absolutely unbroken continuity.

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."

[Boo Mayhew]

Chai, I included this poem at the back of the Eulogy and Order of Service that I wrote for Cluiff ... it is comforting isn't it?