Poems & Selections

In the Presence of Death

By Rodney Murphy
In the presence of death we stand awkward, and ill at ease;
For death is a well-known stranger whom we recognize,
but do not wish to know;
But death is not a thing in itself, but a stage in the journey of life,
through which all must pass.
It may come swiftly and catch us unawares,
or slowly with leaden feet;
but death comes to all who live, and in so doing
heightens the understanding of the one we know.

May God be with you and bless you, May you see your children’s children, May you be poor in misfortune, rich in blessings. May you know nothing but happiness from this day forward.
Hail Mary, full of grace, the Lord is with thee, blessed art thou among women, and blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus. Holy Mary, Mother of God, pray for us sinners, now and at the hour of our death. Amen.
by Keith Michael Phelan Never say goodbye to love, And let it pass away, And always hold me in your heart, And think of me each day. For my love is always with you From now until the end, For moments shared will never die, And true love shall transcend.
By 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 heart wide unto […]