Death Remembrance Poems for Funeral Program
Are you seeking poems for a funeral tribute? We have compiled a short list of some classic poems that are appropriate for a funeral. Your may want to consider including one into your funeral program:
A Parable of Immortality
“I am standing upon the seashore. A ship at my side spreads her white sails to the morning breeze and starts for the blue ocean. She is an object of beauty and strength, and I stand and watch until at last she hangs like a speck of white cloud just where the sea and sky come down to mingle with each other. Then someone at my side says, ‘There she goes!’
Gone where? Gone from my sight … that is all. She is just as large in mast and hull and spar as she was when she left my side and just as able to bear her load of living freight to the place of destination. Her diminished size is in me, not in her. And just at the moment when someone at my side says, ‘There she goes!’ there are other eyes watching her coming and their voices ready to take up the glad shouts ‘Here she comes!’” –Henry Van Dyke
Remember
Remember me when I am gone away, Gone far away into the silent land; When you can no more hold me by the hand,
Nor I half turn to go, yet turning stay. Remember me when no more day by dayYou tell me of our future that you plann’d: Only remember me; you understand It will be late to counsel then or pray. Yet if you should forget me for a while
And afterwards remember, do not grieve: For if the darkness and corruption leave
A vestige of the thoughts that once I had, Better by far you should forget and smile
Than that you should remember and be sad. –Christina Rossetti
No Coward Soul Is Mine
No coward soul is mine, No trembler in the world’s storm-troubled sphere:
I see Heaven’s glories shine, And faith shines equal, arming me from fear.
O God within my breast, Almighty, ever-present Deity!
Life–that in me has rest, As I–undying Life–have power in thee!
Vain are the thousand creeds, That move men’s hearts: unutterably vain;
Worthless as withered weeds, Or idlest froth amid the boundless main,
To waken doubt in one, Holding so fast by thine infinity;
So surely anchored on, The stedfast rock of immortality.
With wide-embracing love, Thy spirit animates eternal years,
Pervades and broods above, Changes, sustains, dissolves, creates, and rears.
Though earth and man were gone, And suns and universes ceased to be,
And Thou were left alone, Every existence would exist in Thee.
There is not room for Death, Nor atom that his might could render void:
Thou–THOU art Being and Breath, And what THOU art may never be destroyed
–Emily Bronte
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