Sorrow into Song

English: Barley field, Ormiston Barley field b...
English: Barley field, Ormiston Barley field beside the railway. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Like barley bending
In low fields by the sea,
Singing in hard wind

Like barley bending
And rising again,
So would I, unbroken,
Rise from pain;

So would I softly,
Day long, night long,
Change my sorrow
Into song.

–Sara Teasdale

English: A sea of barley at Budna.
English: A sea of barley at Budna. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

I ran across this poem by Sara Teasdale today.  The imagery is lovely and is very relevant to my life now.  I’m full of sorrow to be leaving my home of 17 years, but I’m determined to look forward — to turn my sorrow into song and to bend not break with this wind of change.

For some reason, I decided to search youtube for the poem.  I found this lovely song.  I found it very soothing to listen to the music and to the Chinese words.


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I am a pianist, musician, music teacher, choir director, mother, wife, daughter, sister, cousin, sister-in-law, friend, neighbor. I enjoy music (of course!), quilting, sewing, beading, traveling, kayaking, camping, biking, hiking, gardening, knitting, scrapbooking, cooking, reading, poetry, drinking good coffee, and having fun with family and friends. NOTE -- Creative Commons License: All work of The Tromp Queen (quirkyjazz, aka Jill) is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivs 4.0 Unported License.

4 thoughts on “Sorrow into Song”

  1. Thank you so much for your kind words and encouragement. I think the most difficult day I had at the end was realizing I was leaving the trees we had planted there. They are really big trees now! I most definitely miss not only the people we left behind, but the PLACES, too. This house will soon feel like home, but it isn’t there yet. I appreciate your taking the time to comment and lend support to me so much. Thank you for commenting!

  2. Your pain sounds familiar. We left a place, too, after that many years (over 3 yrs ago), and I cried into my pillow more before the move than after. I’m glad that I let myself grieve. It helped.

    Warm wishes ~ Wendy

    1. Thank you so much for your comment. I have been grieving, almost daily since we found out about the move in late March. I truly appreciate the support and encouragement you’ve given me. It helps so much to hear from others who understand this process.

  3. Leaving a place after sinking in your roots is so traumatic, but there are some changes which are unavoidable. Hang in there and concentrate on taking one step at a time. All the very best for a smooth transition !

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