Estherfromjerusalem
Well-Known Member
I am so sorry at the loss of DDD -- she was a wonderful support here, always so positive.
I recently read something so beautiful about dying, and I want to share it with you all, since I think it is really apt here, and it always moves me to tears when I read it:
"What is dying?" by Bishop Charles Brent.
I am standing on the seashore.
A ship sails to the morning breeze and starts for the ocean.
She is an object of beauty and I stand watching her till at last she fades from the horizon, and someone at my side says, "She is gone!"
Gone where?
Gone from my sight, that is all;
She is just as large in the masts, hull and spars as she was when I saw her, and just as able to bear her load of living freight to its destination.
The diminished size and total loss of sight is in me, not in her;
And just at the moment when someone at my side says, "She is gone," there are others who are watching her coming, and other voices take up the glad shout,
"There she comes."
And that is dying.
Rest in peace, DDD.
I recently read something so beautiful about dying, and I want to share it with you all, since I think it is really apt here, and it always moves me to tears when I read it:
"What is dying?" by Bishop Charles Brent.
I am standing on the seashore.
A ship sails to the morning breeze and starts for the ocean.
She is an object of beauty and I stand watching her till at last she fades from the horizon, and someone at my side says, "She is gone!"
Gone where?
Gone from my sight, that is all;
She is just as large in the masts, hull and spars as she was when I saw her, and just as able to bear her load of living freight to its destination.
The diminished size and total loss of sight is in me, not in her;
And just at the moment when someone at my side says, "She is gone," there are others who are watching her coming, and other voices take up the glad shout,
"There she comes."
And that is dying.
Rest in peace, DDD.
