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.