Thank you to Mari Mclinden Kelly for sending this poem to me after Nikki died.. Is it a coincidence that yesterday just as we were scattering Nikkis ashes off the South Haven pier a beautiful tall ship came sailing into the harbor? I am choosing to believe it was not a coincidence :) I took a picture at that moment with Brooke in front of the ship (posting pic now). Thank you Mari. A Parable of Immortality by Henry van Dyke. I am standing by 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, and I stand and watch until at last she hangs like a speck of white cloud just where the sun and sky come down to mingle with each other. Then someone at my side says, There she goes! 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 just as able to bear her load of living freight to the places of destination. Her diminished size is in me, not in her. And just at the moment when someone at my side says, There she goes! , there are other eyes watching her coming, and other voices ready to take up the glad shout : Here she comes!
Posted on: Sun, 13 Jul 2014 14:21:54 +0000
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