Crossing the Bar, Funeral and Memorial Poem by Alfred Lord Tennyson
Tennyson’s poetry is sometimes challenging, however this poem about change and transition has always captured my imagination. It tells the story of acceptance of what is to come, and a hope that whatever change occurs does so peacefully and in order. Who is this mysterious pilot the speaker hopes to meet? That will be for you and your spirit to decide.
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 though 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 crossed the bar.
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