I am standing upon the seashore. A ship at my side spreads her white sails to the morning 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.
Someone at my side finally says, "There, she is gone!"
"Gone where?" I ask.
Then I realize - she is gone only from my sight. That is… Continue