“Ships that pass in the night & speak each other in passing, only a signal shown and a distant voice in the darkness; so on the ocean of life, we pass and speak one another, only a look and a voice, then darkness again and silence.” Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
As a kid growing up in a city that has been split by a sea – facing Bosphorus and watching the big ships pass – always wondered how those ships feel. In my mind I was thinking that they have a powers of human – where they can talk, smile and twinkle at each other while passing by:) Now from where I sit, I can still see the water and that little kid in me still wonders. Reminds me so many feelings, connects me to home and helps me dream.
The more attention I pay to their flow, the deeper it gets… that silent sign, a blink of a light, which means a lot to each other. While accepting each others presence and share a moment together, they move on to an unknown into the darkness. Like two people sharing the same journey but from exactly the opposite directions. The strong connection of shared feelings, knowing what each has been or about to go through. Super deep, where it’s almost possible to speak without words, with just one look or with a soft smile. Even though nothing much shared together but going through the same path bonds.Amazing feeling to have.But the reality is they are just passing by each other. After that short sign, they both continue into the darkness who knows if they will ever meet again. The irony of a something so strong that can not connect them any further than that.
Maybe thats why since I was a kid, watching them was always making me a bit sad – never knew why. Now looking at them much longer and thinking a bit deeper makes me understand why. All the happy ending stories that we grew up with is not the case for this story. But is that the end?
Who knows…Unless they find each other parked at the same harbor in the morning… You never know…