Wednesday, December 23, 2009

A Poem for Shawn...

All is Well - by Henry Scott-Holland
Recited during Shawn's memorial service/celebration:

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 still are.
Call me by my old familiar name,
Speak to me in the easy way which you always used.
Put no difference in 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 and if you want to, 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 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.


Michele said...

What an incredibly beautiful poem. Thank you for posting.

runnin_donna said...

Absolutely beautiful. Thanks.

SerenityNow said...

I still miss you a lot, buddy, & think of you very often...always in a positive way...just like this poem...just like you lived...just like you will always live on in our hearts!