I hear the wind has begun blowing through your sails.
I hear your ship has reached enough shores, and that it departed from just as many.
I hear your mast has grown heavy, and your tasks are not plenty.
I hear the waves that called you to sea have begun to recede.
I hear that your hands have applauded at a vast amount of occasions.
I hear you've been introduced to enough people.
I hear that i won't be able to introduce you to my children.
I hear that you will not be able to save their lives as you've saved mine.
I hear that your crew has reduced to a navigator, first mate and Captain.
I saw that you are happy. Happily heading home into after life.