"The Unknown Shore"
by Elizabeth Clark Hardy
Sometime at Eve when the tide is low
I shall slip my moorings and sail away
With no response to a friendly hail
In the silent hush of the twilight pale
When the night stoops down to embrace the day
And the voices call in the water's flow
Sometime at Eve When the water is low
I shall slip my moorings and sail away.
Through purple shadows
That darkly trail o'er the ebbing tide
And the Unknown Sea,
And a ripple of waters' to tell the tale
Of a lonely voyager sailing away
To mystic isles
Where at anchor lay
The craft of those who had sailed before
O'er the Unknown Sea
To the Unknown Shore
A few who watched me sail away
Will miss my craft from the busy bay
Some friendly barques were anchored near
Some loving souls my heart held dear
In silent sorrow will drop a tear
But I shall have peacefully furled my sail
In mooring sheltered from the storm and gale
And greeted friends who had sailed before
O'er the Unknown Sea
To the Unknown Shore
- Elizabeth Clark Hardy
Good afternoon and welcome to Tuesday afternoon for me and the early hours of Tuesday morning for our northern hemisphere friends and I write today with mixed emotions. I share the pain of loss of friends who in the afternoon of their Monday, said goodbye to a much loved lady. Yet my heart rejoices that her pain is over and no more do they have to watch the agony knowing that there was nothing they could do to ease that pain.
My thoughts are with you Theresa as you peacefully furl your sail and are greeted in a sheltered harbour on the unknown shore. My thoughts now turn to those who loved you and who did their best in every way to ease your pain, nurse you through this rough time and make sure at the end you were cared for lovingly and kindly in an appropriate place.
There are tears and sadness, but there is a clear acknowledgement that your time had come and there is a bitter sweet release. There have been many tears, mine included and I bid you a fond farewell and a safe journey as you cross the bar. It was a great pleasure to get to know you by letter and my life is richer because you touched it.
We had a beautiful sunrise this morning at the time Theresa took her leave on the wings of the morning and I rejoice that her pain is over.
The sunshine didn't last long and the sky returned to it's pewter colour of winter and it is still cold and I am thankful for the warmth of my home and the glorious comfort foods of winter.
I have taken the day quietly in pensive thought and quiet and am glad to have done so and my thoughts go out to all who grieve. Grief takes as long as it takes and there is no pattern to follow - each of us must work it through in our own way and it is my fervent prayer that I can be the support needed by those I love and care for.
Wherever you are in this world - take time aside to give thanks for those who love us, raise us and give up so much for us and reach out to those who grieve with a tender hand, a kind word or a touch.
On Ruby Tuesday try to shine, in spite of your sadness and pain.
Thank you for visiting the musings of this very pensive heart today. and yet a heart that rejoices for life itself and the joy of shared pain.
Love and hugs,
Linda
Visit this link and listen to a piece of music loved by Theresa
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