Life is Eternal
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 her until at length
she hangs like a speck of white cloud just where the sea and
sky come down to mingle with each other. Then some one at my
side says; "There! She's 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 just as able to bear her load of living freight to
the place of destination. Her diminished size is in me, not
in her; and just at the moment when some one at my side says,
"There! She's gone", there are other eyes watching her coming,
and other voices ready to take up the glad shout,
"There she comes!"
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