Thursday 24 July 2014

Death is nothing at All



I have only slipped away to the next room
I am I and you are you
Whatever we were to each other,
That we still are

Call me by my old familiar name,
Speak to me in the easy way which you always should,
Put no difference into your tone
Wear no forced air of 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 ever the household word that it always was
Let it be spoken without effect
Without the trace of a shadow on it.

Life means all that it ever meant
It is the same as it ever was
There is absolute unbroken continuity
Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight?

I am but waiting for you. For an interval
Somewhere very near. Just around the corner
All is well