Sunday, 19 June 2022

'Gone From My Sight' by Henry van Dyke - posted by Joan Haig


‘Gone From My Sight’, by Henry van Dyke*


I am standing upon the seashore. A ship, at my side,

spreads her white sails to the moving 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 just where the sea and sky come to mingle with each other.


Then, someone at my side says, "There, she is gone."

Gone where?

Gone from my sight. That is all. She is just as large in mast,

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 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...        



*The origin of this poem has been contested and authorship is sometimes attributed to Luther Beecher.

1 comment:

Sue Purkiss said...

Would be interested to know a bit of context here...?