All is Well
Death is nothing at all.
I have only slipped away in 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 you used to.
Put no difference in your tone, wear no false air
of solemnity or sorrow.
Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes
we enjoyed together
Let my name be ever the household name it ever 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.
ďAll is well.Ē
Henry Scott Holland
Canon of St Paulís Cathedral