Like bubbles the moments of our togetherness,
The laughter filling them with life,
Moments bursting with it...
So frivolous we could be,
So easy in our belonging,
Like the frothy waves rising from an ocean
An ocean full of depth, clarity and beauty
A reserve of trust and truths unspoken...
Despite its depths, darkness and despair,
It would never run dry
Do the waves have a faith?
That no matter how they pull...
Reach further out onto the dry land,
There will always be the ocean...
To pull them back into its embrace,
Somewhere to come back to,
To merge into something bigger than them...
Somewhere to be and belong,
Because, were they ever away?
- 20 years, 2008
