Ian Oliver funeral Celebrant
I bring the words for the departed and the dead
I bring the words to say who he was, what he did,
and what he said
I bring the words
with dignity, to signify their worth
words to describe a space in time,
a human lifetime from birth
I bring the words
I talk of times when life was new
reflected in hearts and minds
stories to keep the memories alive
I bring the words
I place them in order, in ways that matter,
to shattered lives, when someone dies
I bring the words
I give them time, words bathed in warmth and laughter,
words to hold onto forever after
I bring the words
spirituality for the bereaved, bereft
humility, humanity, a non-religious Christianity
I bring the words when there is no-one to mourn,
no-one to hear of a past glorified, no life sanctified
I bring the words when there are no words,
no words to heal, no words to feel we make a difference
I bring the words for everyone
the rich, the poor, the old ,the young
words that don’t differentiate, dying doesn’t differentiate
I bring the words to end the journey
to say farewell, to bid goodnight
I bring the words for life’s finale,
the words for the closing of the light
Poem written by Hilarly Walker 2017