boats in harbor at sunset
Fun & Inspiration

A Parable of Immortality by Henry van Dyke

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, and I stand and watch until at last she hangs like a speck of white cloud just where the sea 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 place of desintation.

Her diminshed size is in me, not in her. And just at the moment when somone at my side says, “There she goes!” there are other voices ready to take up the glad shout, “Here she comes!”
boats in harbor at sunset

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