Sailing Away from This Life into the Next
Tuesday, March 24th, 2009Hello:
I re-found this poem recently and wanted to share it with you and keep it where I can find it again.
attributed to Henry Scott Holland
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 on the horizon,
Just where the sea and the sky come to mingle with one another.
Then someone at my side says: "There, she is gone."
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 her 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.
My thoughts and prayers are with you if you are grieving today. It is a long road and it will take some time before your every thought is about your loved one. Take your time to heal.
With love and support,
Judy H. Wright aka Auntie Artichoke, family relationship coach and author
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