Gone From Our Sight

May 28, 2017

From our entire team at K. Renee, we wish you a peaceful and happy Memorial Day.  Hopefully, you are enjoying the first of what will be a sun filled summer days and cherished time with family and friends.



On this very special holiday of honoring those who have fallen before us, I thought I would share a poem that I came upon during my own difficult days.


Henry Van Dyke wrote this reflection of loss over a hundred years ago...yet its wisdom resonates.



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!"



Our loss is just like the horizon,  which is simply a limit to our sight.    I find peace and hope in this writing and I hope you do as well.



This poem also reminded me of the end of a beautiful trip that I just took with my daughter (We just got home last night.)    



As we sped to the airport in our water taxi, I turned to see our last view of Venice and was so grateful for the cherished memories that we created while in Italy over the last week and a half.    


At the same time, others just arriving were heading toward this magnificent view.



In next week's blog, I'll share with you some of the highlights of my trip and a few things I learned on our great Italian adventure!  Until then...