Anon

I have collected a selection of poems and readings you may like to use during a ceremony, I hope you will find something suitable. I intend to add more regularly.

Maori Goodbye, Anon

May the calm be widespread

May the ocean glisten as greenstone

May the shimmer of light ever dance across your pathway

 

Look for me in Rainbows, Anon

Time for me to go now, I won’t say goodbye;

Look for me in rainbows, way up in the sky.

In the morning sunrise when all the world is new,

Just look for me and love me, as you know I loved you.

 

Time for me to leave you, I won’t say goodbye;

Look for me in rainbows, high up in the sky.

In the evening sunset, when all the world is through,

Just look for me and love me, and I’ll be close to you.

 

It won’t be forever, the day will come and then

My loving arms will hold you, when we meet again.

 

Time for us to part now, we won’t say goodbye;

Look for me in rainbows, shining in the sky.

Every waking moment, and all your whole life through

Just look for me and love me, as you know I loved you.

 

Just wish me to be near you,

And I’ll be there with you.

If Tears Could Build A Stairway, Anon

If tears could build a stairway

And memories were a lane

I would walk right up to heaven

And bring you back again

 

No farewell words were spoken

No time to say goodbye

You were gone before I knew it

And only God knows why

 

My heart still aches with sadness

And secret tears still flow

What it meant to lose you

No one will ever know

 

But now I know you want me 

To mourn for you no more

To remember all the happy times

Life still has much in store

 

Since you’ll never be forgotten

I pledge to you today

A hallowed place within my heart

Is where you’ll always stay

I Am Not Afraid of Dying, Anon

I am not afraid of death nor of dying

 

I do not consider it where I’m concerned

 

I just accept that it will arrive in its own due time

 

Death, supposedly the most terrifying ill, is nothing to me

 

When you are alive, it doesn’t exist,

 

for it is not here, has not occurred,

 

is neither tangible nor foreseeable

 

When it arrives, it is nothing – it merely implies I don’t exist

 

The living have it and the dead know nothing of it

 

It is no more a swing door between being and ceasing to be

 

It is not an event as part of life

 

It is an entity of its own

 

So long as I lived it was non existent

Her Journeys Just Begun, Anon

Don’t think of her as gone away,
her journey’s just begun,
Life holds so many facets,
this earth is only one.

Just think of her as resting,
from the sorrows and the tears,
In a place of warmth and comfort,
where there are no days or years.

Think how she must be wishing,
that we could know today,
How nothing but our sadness,
can really pass away.

And think of her as living,
in the hearts of those she touched.
For nothing loved is ever lost,
and she was loved so much.

Andrea Jackson The Holistic Celebrant

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