Here She Comes

“Here She Comes”         Pastel        5” x 7”        $50        © Sharon Lewis
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Last weekend, we celebrated the life and mourned the passing of my youngest sister, Julia Deal Lewis West, one of the most generous and kind people I have known.  I find myself seeking comfort again in one of my favorite poems by Henry Van Dyke, Gone From My Sight:

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...

                  Hug the people you love and have a Happy Weekend!