Death Is Nothing At All

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 still are.

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

Laugh as we always laughed
at the little jokes 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 trace of a shadow on it.

Life means all that it ever meant.
It is the same that it ever was.
There is absolutely 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.

All is well.

Henry Scott Holland

I carry your heart

I carry your heart with me (I carry it in my heart)
I am never without it (anywhere I go you go, my dear;
and whatever is done by only me is your doing, my darling)
I fear no fate (for you are my fate, my sweet )
I want no world (for beautiful you are my world, my true)
and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you

here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows
higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that’s keeping the stars apart

I carry your heart (I carry it in my heart)

E. E. Cummings

Here, close...

Here,close, I've had a friend, in this city without an end. However, days are passing and weeks are just flying. And before you blink, a year has passed. And we never meet with each other, because life is so fast and horrible race. He knows very well that I love him, just like in days when I was coming to him and he was coming to me. But then we were young... and now we are busy, tired people . Tired from playing this stupid game, tired from attempts to succeed. "Tomorrow I'll call him and show him that I think of him", but tomorrow comes and goes, and the distance between us keeps growing and growing...here close, but still miles away....
"Here's a telegram miss"...he died today...Here, close, a friend disappeared...

Accept me...

If I don't want what you want, don't bother, please, to prove to me that what I want is wrong...
if I don't believe what you believe, hold on a bit before you start to try to convince me...
if I am showing my feelings stronger or weaker then you in same situations, let me to do that in the way that it suits me...
if I am doing something in a different way then you are doing it- let me...
I am not asking of you to understand me completely, at least not now. I will ask that of you, perhaps, when I'll feel that you want to make your copy from me. And while I am making my wishes come true, showing my feelings and expressing my faith, open your heart and let enter inside the notion that it is not all wrong what is different from yours. Accept me as I am. That is the first step that you can do if you want to understand me. One day, if you ever really understand me, you will see that in how I am there's a lot of beauty. And then, I hope, you will feel a strong need: not to change me to be like you, but to appreciate me, acknowledge me, support me and love me...