If Its Available We'll Provide It

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These days any type of music is acceptable at a funeral service. I once heard the Sex Pistols' version of 'My Way'. Importantly, what you want to listen to and what was loved by the person who died is the ultimate guide to music choice. Music is, after all, the food of love.

We are proud to offer an insight into the Wesley Music Sound Solutions. A small piece can be found on our website that includes a link to the music library available at Torquay Crematorium and other Crematoria around the country – any that use the system. Pay us a visit when you have a moment.

Wesley Music provides music systems for Crematoria enabling families to choose almost any piece of commercial music or hymn. Their tag is 'If it's available, we'll provide it', and if the Crematorium system does not store a track you particularly want they will locate it if specified two or more days before the funeral.

It is an excellent system, also providing service broadcasts for those who cannot attend.

Please visit: http://www.funeralconsultant.co.uk/ and choose the 'Wesley Music' link to find out more or search through their music libraries. You can do this before you visit your funeral director - yet another thing that you can cross from your list.

While waiting for thee

Don't weep at my grave,
For I am not there,
I've a date with a butterfly
To dance in the air.
I'll be singing in the sunshine,
Wild and free,
Playing tag with the wind,
While I'm waiting for thee.

She, at his funeral

THEY bear him to his resting-place—
In slow procession sweeping by;
I follow at a stranger’s space;
His kindred they, his sweetheart I.
Unchanged my gown of garish dye,
Though sable-sad is their attire;
But they stand round with griefless eye,
Whilst my regret consumes like fire!
Thomas Hardy, 1840–1928

Death by Khalil Gibran

Then Almitra spoke, saying, "We would ask now of Death."

And he said: 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 the body of life.
For life and death are one, even as the river and the sea are one.

In the depth of your hopes and desires lies your silent knowledge of the beyond;

And like seeds dreaming beneath the snow your heart dreams of spring.

Trust the dreams, for in them is hidden the gate to eternity.

Your fear of death is but the trembling of the shepherd when he stands before the king whose hand is to be laid upon him in honour.

Is the shepherd not joyful beneath his trembling, that he shall wear the mark of the king?

Yet is he not more mindful of his trembling?

For what is it to die but to stand naked in the wind and to melt into the sun?

And what is to cease breathing, but to free the breath from its restless tides, that it may rise and expand and seek God unencumbered?

Only when you drink from the river of silence shall you indeed sing.

And when you have reached the mountain top, then you shall begin to climb.

And when the earth shall claim your limbs, then shall you truly dance.