Zachary William Palmer
He died March 3rd 2000
Gone from my sight
I am standing upon the seashore. Before me, a ship spreads white sails to the ocean.
An object of beauty and strength.
I stand and watch until at length the ship 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: “He is gone!”
Gone where?
Gone from my sight. That is all. The diminished size of the ship is only my perception.
And just at the moment when someone at my side says: “He is gone! He is gone!”
There are other eyes watching the ship come nearer, other voices ready to take up the glad shout:
“Here he comes! Here he comes!”
And that is death.
-Henry Vandyke-
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