Death - a new perspective

[undineworker]

I just wanted to share this beautiful poem by Henry Scott with you all...it so epitomises all I feel about death.

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, we still are.

Call me by an old familiar name
Speak to me in the easy way you always did
Laugh as we always laughed
At the little jokes we enjoyed together
Play, smile, pray for me.

Let my name be forever the household word it always was
Let it be spoken with effect
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 but waiting for you
For an interval, somewhere very near
Just around the corner
All is well

Nothing is fast, nothing is lost
One brief moment and all will be as it was before
Only better
Infinitely happier and forever we will all be one
Together in heaven

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Lizzie xx

[angelight]

Hi Lizzie,

I have read that poem before and think it is lovely.

Reading it again made me think about the way I feel about losing my nanna. (a couple of years ago)

I miss her being in my life and the physical closeness, of course, but I don't feel overwhelmed with sadness. I cry sometimes because i wish i could have a hug, infact i'm having a little cry now,lol.

Ultimately though I know in my heart I will see her again and I often send her thoughts and have a chat with her, knowing that she will recieve them. I often feel her around, as does my daughter and sisters. We were all very close. I know the love we all share knows no bounds and each loving thought will be felt by her and that physical death is just the next step of ones journey.

Anyway, thanks for the poem. I have enjoyed thinking about my nanna and i'm sure she enjoyed recieving my love while i was doing the thinking!!

much love,

Kelly xxx

[undineworker]

Dear Kelly

I often feel the same way about my gran. We were very close too, and although I lost her many years ago, I still feel close to her, and often feel her around. I understand there are no barriers to death.

Glad to oblige with the poem - it is nice when someone expresses the way you feel inside in lovely words, isnt it?

Love and Light
Lizzie xx