I was trying to think of something to write, something to say. I considered talking about the significance of the fire, what it means in Norse/Viking mythology and just how beautiful and fitting an end that is. And I considered trying to create a story, something warm and magical and about everything that Merry means. But I don't feel up to the task (and I can't believe I sat here half the night thinking about how much a freaking ficticious ship meant to me) and so I shall post this instead.
Now Finale To The Shore
Walt Whitman
Now finale to the shore,
Now land and life finale and farewell,
Now Voyager depart, (much, much for thee is yet in store,)
Often enough hast thou adventur'd o'er the seas,
Cautiously cruising, studying the charts,
Duly again to port and hawser's tie returning;
But now obey thy cherish'd secret wish,
Embrace thy friends, leave all in order,
To port and hawser's tie no more returning,
Depart upon thy endless cruise old Sailor.