![]() Instead, as he embarks on his journey out to sea (or death) – or as he returns from whence he came – he hopes for a peaceful journey and to see his Pilot’s (God’s) face. The ‘bar’ refers to a sandbar or submerged ridge between the ocean and a tidal river or estuary and the author hopes for a tide so large that there will be no waves on this ridge. Crossing The Bar by Alfred, Lord TennysonĪt first glance, this poem might appear to have little to do with death, but the metaphors it uses speak clearly of the transition from life to death. I felt an angel near today, sent to comfort me.ġ0. but the Lord Let Me Live On Taylor Sr, Lewis R on. I felt an angel oh so close, though one I could not see I ‘m A Celebrity South Africa 2023 has seen beloved former campmates give the ITV juggernaut series another whirl. I Am a Living Testimony: I Should Have Been Dead and Gone. ![]() I felt an angel’s silken wings enfold me with pure loveĪnd felt a strength within me grow, a strength sent from above I felt an angel’s tepid tears, fall softly next to mineĪnd knew that as those tears did dry a new day would be mine I felt an angel’s loving touch, soft upon my heartĪnd with that touch, I felt the pain and hurt within depart I felt an angel’s kiss, soft upon my cheekĪnd oh, without a single word of caring did it speak I felt an angel oh so close, sent to comfort me I felt an angel near today, though one I could not see If you cannot remember much from your childhood, there could be some kind of spiritual reason for that. It tells us never to overlook the presence of a deceased loved one – the angel described in these words.Įven though they may not be with us physically, they always remain with us in spirit. 7 Signs You Might Actually Be Dead and ‘Living’ in Purgatory: 1. This poem about loss is not attributed to anyone in particular, but it is a true gift, whoever the author was. About Press Copyright Contact us Creators Advertise Developers Terms Privacy Policy & Safety How YouTube works Test new features NFL Sunday Ticket Press Copyright. Nor, when I’m gone, speak in a Sunday voice,īut be the usual selves that I have known. Of course, it is always sad to say goodbye, but life has to go on and you have to keep on living it to the best of your abilities. It also urges us to never let go of hope – hope that we will soon find joy and smiles where now we have anguish and tears.Īnother poem written as if spoken by the departed, it urges those left behind to remain who they are and not let grief change them. Instead, it encourages us to cherish the fond memories we have of our loved one so as to keep them alive within us. This is another well known poem about death that reminds us not to think of it as a final goodbye.
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