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28-08-2001, 04:43 PM
satu poem bagus yg gua comot dari site-nya Aaliyah....
Death is nothing at all.
I have only slipped into the next room.
I am I and you are you,
what ever we were to each other we are still.
Call me by my old familiar name,
speak to me in the easy way which we always used.
Put no difference into tone:
wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow.
Laugh as we always laughed at little jokes together.
Pray, 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 trace of shadow in it.
Life means all that it ever meant;
it is the same as it ever was,
there is absolutely unbroken continuity.
What is death but a negligible accident?
Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight?
I am but waiting for you, for an interval somewhere very near,
just around the corner.
All is well.
(Prof. Henry Scott, 1847 - 1916)
Death is nothing at all.
I have only slipped into the next room.
I am I and you are you,
what ever we were to each other we are still.
Call me by my old familiar name,
speak to me in the easy way which we always used.
Put no difference into tone:
wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow.
Laugh as we always laughed at little jokes together.
Pray, 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 trace of shadow in it.
Life means all that it ever meant;
it is the same as it ever was,
there is absolutely unbroken continuity.
What is death but a negligible accident?
Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight?
I am but waiting for you, for an interval somewhere very near,
just around the corner.
All is well.
(Prof. Henry Scott, 1847 - 1916)