Crossing the Bar
Alfred, Lord Tennyson
This poem to me doesn't seem to carry the typical aura that writings of the topic of death usually hold. It seems to reveal imagery symbolizing freedom: "one clear call for me!", and "may there be no sadness of farewell when I embark". I really enjoyed this poem actually, it illuminates the peace in death rather than pain or turmoil or disclosure. Oftentimes I think many faiths emphasize the pain in dying, and the immorality of allowing someone to die without a fight. I understand that all life is precious, and certainly valued, but through my experience with cancer and disease and dying, I have learned to understand death in terms of peace, rather than evil. There comes some point that death should become a vessel that "turns again home (Tennyson, 886)".
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