Presence
The sun broke through the morning as
the mooring lines were doubled
And bells chimed out a welcome for
a Captain and my wife.
I raced up to the quarterdeck to glimpse
for the first moment
The picture of my happiness -- my Lady
and my life.
Four months had passed since on a windy
pier we'd kissed good-bye.
And in the week between for love we'd
written and we'd pined.
This morning, as I turned, I saw the
sunlight dance upon her
Golden hair, and then my heart leaped
when her loving eyes met mine.
At once, the pain of loneliness subsided
from my being
As her gentle smile encircled me with
love that cast out fear.
My heart raced as with rusty arms I
reached out to embrace her
She whispered, "It's all right now..."
and she wiped away my tears.
We had two days before us on that
bright November morning.
Anticipation meshed with precious
present of togetherness
As hand-in-hand we raced to solitude
to rediscover
Secret bonds that held us close
despite the void of loneliness.
November 30, 1987
Diego Garcia, B.I.O.T.