A PrayerEternal rest grant unto them, O Lord,
and let perpetual light shine upon them.
May they rest in peace. Amen.
Next, one of my favourite poems:
Billy Collins, “The Dead”
The dead are always looking down on us, they say,And finally two sublime pieces of music :
while we are putting on our shoes or making a sandwich,
they are looking down through the glass-bottom boats of heaven
as they row themselves slowly through eternity.
They watch the tops of our heads moving below on earth,
and when we lie down in a field or on a couch,
drugged perhaps by the hum of a warm afternoon,
they think we are looking back at them,
which makes them lift their oars and fall silent
and wait, like parents, for us to close our eyes.
The first is the Agnus Dei by Karl Jenkins from The Armed Man ; A Mass of Peace
and the second by Barber ; Adagio for Strings