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Time again for one of my favourite poems of all time... I intend to read this at my husband's funeral, and I hope that it will be read at mine in turn.

When Earth's Last Picture Is Painted
by Rudyard Kipling

When Earth's last picture is painted
And the tubes are twisted and dried,
When the oldest colours have faded,
And the youngest critic has died,
We shall rest, and, faith, we shall need it! --
Lie down for an aeon or two,
Till the Master of All Good Workmen
Shall put us to work anew.

And those that were good shall be happy;
They shall sit in a golden chair;
They shall splash at a ten-league canvas
With brushes of comets' hair.
They shall find real saints to draw from --
Magdalene, Peter, and Paul;
They shall work for an age at a sitting
And never be tired at all!

And only The Master shall praise us,
And only The Master shall blame;
And no one shall work for money,
And no one shall work for fame,
But each for the joy of the working,
And each, in his separate star,
Shall draw the Thing as he sees It
For the God of Things as They are!
Date/Time: 2010-09-09 05:37 (UTC)Posted by: [personal profile] nightwhisper
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I like this. :)

I'm not a religious person, but all through high school, the last song we sang for the whole year at our spring choral concert was The Lord Bless You and Keep You (based on the bible verse), and it always reminds me of farewells. I want it to be played at my funeral.
Date/Time: 2010-09-09 08:52 (UTC)Posted by: [personal profile] godlessmachine
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That was very lovely. I never read it before, so thanks for posting it.

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