Gone From My Sight

Gone From My Sight

I am standing upon the seashore. A ship

at my side spreads her white sails to the

morning breeze and starts for the blue

ocean. She is an object of beauty and

strength. I stand and watch her until at

length she hangs like a speck of white

cloud just where the sea and sky come to

mingle with each other. 

Then someone at my side says:

"There, she is gone!"

"Gone where?"

Gone from my sight. That is all. She is

just as large in mast and hull and spar as

she was when she left my side and she is

just as able to bear the load of living 

freight to her destined port. 

Her diminished size is in me, not in her. 

And just at the moment when someone at

my side says: "There, she is gone!" There

are other eyes watching her coming, and

other voices ready to take up the glad

shout: "Here she comes!"

And that is dying...

~Henry Van Dyke

My father passed away on August 9th, 2016. This was made in his honor. 

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