Yes, Strength In What Remains Behind

What though the radiance which was once so bright
Be now for ever taken from my sight,
Though nothing can bring back the hour
Of splendor in the grass, of glory in the flower;
We will grieve not, rather find
Strength in what remains behind;


from Ode: Intimations of Immortality from Recollections of Early Childhood by William Wordsworth. The whole poem, breathtakingly beautiful, can be read by clicking on the title.