Death Is Nothing At All (Read By Richard Davies)

I wanted to mark this day in some memorable way… A year ago today was Dad’s Celebration of Life and afterward we laid him to rest with roses at his grave. My heart urged me to post this poem, and audio recording of a reading by Dad- please meditate on its beautiful words and enjoy. ❤️

Death Is Nothing At All

Death is nothing at all.
It does not count.
I have only slipped away into the next room.
Nothing has happened.

Everything remains exactly as it was.
I am I, and you are you,
and the old life that we lived so fondly together is untouched, unchanged.
Whatever we were to each other, that we are still.

Call me by the old familiar name.
Speak of me in the easy way which you always used to.
Put no difference into your tone.
Wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow.

Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes that 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 an effort, without the ghost of a shadow upon it.

Life means all that it ever meant.
It is the same as it ever was.
There is absolute and unbroken continuity.
What is this death but a negligible accident?

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 hurt; nothing is lost.
One brief moment and all will be as it was before.
How we shall laugh at the trouble of parting when we meet again!

-Canon Henry Scott-Holland, Canon of St Paul’s Cathedral (1847-1918_

(1910, from sermon “The King of Terrors”, read while body of King Edward VII was lying in state at Westminster)

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