If you’ve been sitting at home for hours, screaming into the dark, gnawing on the end of your couch whilst contemplating why this site is so named, this post is for you.
Stretching into infinity is the last line of the Emily Bronte Poem Past, Present, Future.
We found this poem after buying a book of poem’s for our wedding. My wife wanted her father to read The Owl and the Pussycat, a story that carried meaning for her family after having it read most nights of her childhood. Indeed, her father was so familiar with the poem itself, that he retold the story on our wedding day without using the words!
Weeks before the wedding, I opened up the book to have a little look and, on the inside cover, found this poem:
Tell me, tell me, smiling child,
What the past is like to thee.
“An Autumn evening soft and mild
With a wind that sighs mournfully.”
Tell me, what is the present hour?
“A green and flowery spray
Where a young bird sits gathering its power
To mount and fly away.”
And what is the future, happy one?
“A sea beneath a cloudless sun;
A mighty, glorious, dazzling sea
Stretching into infinity.”
The poem immediately captured us. For its form, its words and its themes. It captured us and our upcoming nuptials in an elegant, understated way. Our love of children was captured through the spoken words of a child’s vision. We were to marry on a mild, Autumn evening. We loved the image of the young bird, preparing itself for flight – a delightful image for our marriage. Finally, we loved the vision for the future that it prepared.
The future is what you make of it. We are not certain what it will bring, but it is awe-inspiring and captivating. And we’ll experience it together.