Crossing the Bar – Alfred Lord Tennyson – 1889
Sunset and evening star,
And one clear call for me!
And may there be no moaning of the bar,
When I put out to sea,
But such a tide as moving seems asleep,
Too full for sound and foam,
When that which drew from out the boundless deep
Turns again home.
Twilight and evening bell,
And after that the dark!
And may there be no sadness of farewell,
When I embark;
For tho’ from out our bourne of Time and Place
The flood may bear me far,
I hope to see my Pilot face to face
When I have crost the bar.
I loved you from the day that you came forth from our mother’s
womb, frail you were, gasping for your life – even then you were a warrior
fighting for every breath.
You were my brother, who became my friend.
In the pain of my humanness, I weep many tears, yet in my spirit
I rejoice – you crossed the Bar!
Your Pilot greeted you;
‘Well done, my good and faithful warrior. You fought many battles and have seen many victories.
Come now, let’s celebrate together!’
I shall miss you, but my heart rejoices that you have reached your dream.
The author has published this very special poem on the passing of his brother February 3 2018.
He did so in the hopes that those that have suffered loss of someone they loved, will be encouraged.
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