Goodbye Nan

One of the brightest lights in my life went out last night. After almost a week of struggling, Nan finally passed away as Dad read the Psalms to her.

As I wandered round the dark house I imagined her flying through the nights sky, breaking off bits of stars as though they were glacier mints and laughing at the sheer wonder of it all...she was always one for life, even in death it transpires.

I can't even begin to contemplate what life will be like without her, except that I know she'll always be a part of it because she dwells so richly in us...all that life and light cannot be put out.

Some people may think this poem is twee, I like it. God bless you Nan.

Do not stand at my grave and weep
I am not there; I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glints on snow,
I am the sun on ripened grain,
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there; I did not die.