He goes free of the earth.
The sun of his last day sets
clear in the sweetness of his liberty.
The earth recovers from his dying,
the hallow of his life remaining
in all his death leaves.
Radiances know him. Grown lighter
than breath, he is set free
in our remembering. Grown brighter
than vision, he goes dark
into the life of the hill
that holds his peace.
He’s hidden among all that is,
and cannot be lost.
16 Replies to “Goodbye My Dear Friend”
Beautiful poem. Thank you for introducing me to Wendell Berry. If you have suffered a loss recently, I am sorry.
beautiful..thanks for sharing.
Grief is difficult and I am so sorry for your loss. Your words today express much. Thinking of you my friend.
wow, this one made me cry. And as much as I love the poem, I hadn’t read it in Bev’s honor. Thanks for this entry. I had actually retyped the poem using female pronouns and just read it again. I can’t shake Bev from my mind of late and some odd things are happening that somehow point to her presence. I LOVE the last line and know it to be true: she’s hidden among all that is and cannot be lost. love, M
I’ll save, share at the right times, and treasure this one. Thank you.
Rest in peace.
That is a very beautiful poem. I send you love in your loss.
Beautiful image and sentiments.
Wonderful words, a beautiful tribute to your friend.
Beautiful and fitting for all of us who have lost a loved one. I am sorry for your loss. Hugs…Patty
What a beautiful way to express loss. <3
I like these lines very much – thank you for sharing them along with the beautiful image.
The lines just touch your heart. I’m sure everyone can relate to it. Everyone!
I just found this. It was linked to the wild strawberries today. I can see the connection. Nature both mirrors and shares our losses, while at the same time providing the consolation of beauty and hope. Thanks for all the connections you make. The Berry poem meant a lot too.