Words of Farewell for our Founder from Simon Parke

I buried my friend Rob yesterday, surrounded by his wonderful family and friends.

He deserved them, they deserved him.

I opened with some words from Khahil Gibran:

For what is it to die, but to stand naked in the wind and to melt into the sun?
And what is it to cease breathing, but to free the breath from its restless tides, that it may rise and expand and seek God unencumbered?

I closed with some words from Rabindrath Tagore:

‘I have got my leave. Bid me farewell, my brothers. I bow to you all and take my departure.
Here I give back the keys of my door – and I give up all claims to my house.
I ask only for last kind words from you.
We were neighbours for long, but I received more than I could give.
Now the day has dawned and the lamp that lit my dark corner is out. A summons has come and I am ready for my journey.’

Travel well, Rob, with your breath now free from its restless tides, rising, expanding, seeking…

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The family have requested donations be made to The Mind Clinic by cheque c/o Kilriver House, Swanriver, London Road, Henfield, West Sussex, BN5 9AD.