When I go people will say things.
Don’t listen to them.
People and friends love to put a nice full stop on things.
Funerals are usually a theatre for the mourners.
Very seldom do they relate to the dead.
The body in the coffin will prove that silence speaks the truth.
And what of me?
What of you?
I hope for the peace and silence of a clear summer evening.
I go my way with the hope of that gentleness.
Have you seen the weather forecast?
It talks of rain.