What is Dying by Bishop Brent.

"A ship sails and i stand watching till she fades on the horizon
and someone at my side says she is gone.
Gone where? Gone from my sight, that is all.
She is just as large now as when i last saw her.
Her diminished size and total loss from my sight is in me, not her.
And just at that moment, when someone at my side says,
she is gone, there are others who are watching her
coming over their horizon and other voices take up a glad shout-
There she comes!
That is what dying is. A horizon and just the limit of our sight."


I just had to repost it. I am dealing with grief and lots of questions in what dying is and what it means to us still here on earth.

i am just very sad. Why are we trying so hard? for what?

xx