All Is Well
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 are still
Call
me by my old familiar name
Speak
to me in the easy way you always used
Put
no difference into your tone
Wear
no forced air of solemnity or sorrow
Laugh
as we always laughed
At
the little jokes we always 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
Life
means all that it ever meant
It
is the same as it ever was
There
is absolute unbroken continuity
What
is death but a negligible accident?
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.
Nothing
is past; 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!
Author - Henry Scott Holland (1847-1918)
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