Crossing The Bar

This gentle little poem captures the delicate moment when twilight gives way to darkness, symbolising the transition from the familiar shores of life to the vast, boundless horizon beyond.

With quiet reverence, Tennyson transforms the ebb and flow of the tide into a universal reflection on hope, faith and the mysteries that lie just beyond our sight.

A timeless poem with its enduring resonance turns life’s most profound moment into a tranquil voyage.

Crossing the Bar by Alfred, Lord Tennyson
1809 –1892

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 cross’d the bar.