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Miss Me But Let Me Go When I come to the end of the road And the sun is set for me I want no rites in a gloom filled room Why cry for a soul like me Miss me a little, but not too long And not with your head bowed low Remember the love that we once shared Miss me --- but let me go. For this is a journey we all must take And each must go alone For it is part of the Master's plan A step on the road to home When you are lonely and sick of heart Go to the friends we know And bury your sorrows in doing good deeds Miss me --- but let me go. The life of one we love The life of one we love is never lost ... its influence goes on through all the lives it ever touched. Christopher Halloway Those Who Love It's always those who love the most Who most miss one they love, When comes the parting of the ways, And clouds loom dark above; But tears will pass, your skies will clear Then will you smile again, And comfort find in memories, Which now bring bitter pain. Learning To Fly The walls of birth and death were too high for me to see over and I didn’t know that my heart had wings. As I hammered on those walls, demanding to know their meaning, I was aware that there was something inside me cramped up, waiting to be unfurled……. In that moment I saw that the meaning of birth is forgetting the meaning of death is remembering the meaning of life is growth and the meaning of the eternal sea which holds everything in its embrace is Love. Joy Cowley Extracts From "The Prophet", by Kahlil Gibran Farewell To You Farewell to you and the youth I have spent with you, It was but yesterday we met in a dream. You have sung to me in my aloneness, and I of your longings have built a tower in the sky, But now our sleep has fled and our dream is over, and it is no longer dawn. The noontide is upon us and our half waking has turned to fuller days, and we must part. If in the twilight of memory we should meet once more, we shall speak again together and you shall sing to me a deeper song. And if our hand should meet in another dream, we shall build another tower in the sky. Kahlil Gibran You would know the secret of death. But how shall you find it unless you seek it in the heart of life? The owl whose night-bound eyes are blind unto the day cannot unveil the mystery of light. If you would indeed behold the spirit of death, open your heartwide unto the body of life. For life and death are one, even as the river and the sea are one. In the depth of your hopes and desires lies your silent knowledgeof the beyond. And like seeds dreaming beneath the snow your heart dreams of spring. Trust the dreams, for in them is hidden the gate to eternity. Your children are not your children. They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself. They come through you but not from you, And though they are with you yet they belong not to you. You may give them your love but not your thoughts, For they have their own thoughts. You may house their bodies but not their souls, For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams. You may strive to be like them, but seek not to make them like you. For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday. Kahlil Gibran - The Prophet The deeper that sorrow carves into your being, the more joy you can contain. Is not the cup that holds your wine the very cup that was burned in the potter's oven? And is not the lute that soothes your spirit the very wood that was hollowed with knives? When you are joyous, look deep into your heart and you shall find it is only that which has given you sorrow that is giving you joy. When you are sorrowful, look again in your heart and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that which has been your delight. - Kahlil Gibran He is Made One He/she is made one with Nature. There is heard His/her voice in all Earth's music, from the moan Of thunder, to the song of night's sweet bird; He/she is a presence to be felt and known In darkness and in light, from herb and stone: He/she is a portion of the loveliness Which once he/she made more lovely. (Adapted from Shelley) Abou Ben Adhem Abou Ben Adhem may his tribe increase, awoke one night from a deep dream of peace and saw, within the moonlight in his room making it rich and like a lily in bloom, an angel writing in a book of gold. Exceeding peace made Ben Adhem bold, and to the presence in the room he said “What writest thou?” The vision raised its’ head and with a look made of all sweet accord, Answered, “The names of those who love the Lord.” “Is mine one ?” said Abou “Nay not so” replied the angel. Abou spoke more low but cheerily still he said, “I pray thee then write me as one who loves his fellow men.” The angel wrote and vanished. The next night it came again, with a great awakening light and showed the names whom love of God had blessed, And lo Ben Adhem’s name led all the rest. Author– Leigh Hunt (1784-1859) To Those Whom I Love And Those Who Love Me When I am gone, release me, let me go - I have so many things to see and do. You must not tie yourself to me with tears, be happy that we had so many years. I gave you my love, you can only guess how much you gave me in happiness. I thank you for the love each have shown, but now it is time I travelled alone. So grieve a while for me, if grieve you must - then let your grief be comforted by trust. It is only for a while we must part so bless the memories within your heart. I will not be far away, for life goes on - so if you need me, call and I will come. Though you cannot see or touch me, I will be near, and if you listen with your heart, you will hear all of my love around you soft and clear. Then when you must come this way alone, I will greet you with a smile and a "Welcome Home". By Mary Alice Ramish - died 25 April 1985. The Day You Left With tears we saw you suffer As we watched you fade away, Our hearts were almost broken, As you fought so hard to stay, We knew you had to leave us, But you never went alone, For part of us went with you The day you left your home. On This Day Mend a quarrel. Search out a forgotten friend. Dismiss suspicion, and replace it with trust. Write a love letter. Share some treasure. Give a soft answer. Encourage youth. Manifest your loyalty in a word or deed. Keep a promise. Find the time. Forego a grudge. Forgive an enemy. Listen. Apologise if you were wrong. Try to understand. Flout envy. Examine your demands on others. Think first of someone else. Appreciate, be kind, be gentle, Laugh a little more. Deserve confidence. Take up arms against malice. Decry complacency. Express your gratitude. Worship your God. Gladden the heart of a child. Take pleasure in the beauty and wonder of the earth. Speak your love. Speak it again. Speak it still again. Speak it still once again. Remember Remember me when I am gone away, Gone far away into the silent land; When you can no more hold me by the hand nor I half turn to go, yet turning stay. Remember me when no more, day by day You tell me of our future that you planned; Only remember me; you understand It will be late to counsel then or pray. Yet if you should forget me for a while And afterwards remember, do not grieve: For if the darkness and corruption leave A vestige of the thoughts that once I had, Better by far you should forget and smile Than you should remember and be sad. Christina Rossetti One Little Rose I would rather have one little rose, from the garden of a friend Than to have the choicest flowers when my stay on earth must end. I would rather have one pleasant word in kindness said to me, Than flattery when my heart is still and life has ceased to be. I would rather have a loving smile, from friends I know are true, Than tears shed round my casket when this world I bid adieu. The Daffodils I wandered lonely as a cloud That floats on high o'er vales and hills, When all at once I saw a crowd, A host of golden daffodils, Beside the lake, beneath the trees Fluttering and dancing in the breeze. Continuous as the stars that shine And twinkle on the milky way, They stretched in never-ending line Along the margin of a bay: Ten thousand saw I at a glance Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.

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