ALBIE ALONE WITHOUT YOU

But I said (and he nods), we fear the very love that will save us. IF you had wanted me I would not (would I?) have spent these centuries alone. Look into these eyes and see them, each a mote there. Wind currents would not have been my home. The endless roll of waves would not have marked my journey.

Nor would the long days and single nights have been my only companions. If you had wanted me, nothing would have kept you from me. Not rain or storms, not blaring sun, wide oceans or trackless deserts. Nothing would have kept you from me.

My path is one that is preordained. Like a rising sun blazing across the sky; like a searching moon for a berth. Past the stars .... I fly. Each time I have deviated from the migration, and the urge to continue on, the earth's ocean has swallowed me so that only the horizon still knows my name.

Still, I wait for you to join me. There is a promise of a far off land where we might both sail or fly, or find the magic to come together. Some may call it a name like Atlantis. I have no need to call it by any name; it calls to me. It is a spec in the ocean, a beacon for the longwinging and mysterious albatross you have loved ... and followed.

Alone, but as one in my heart, I am no longer a solitary being whose essence can be put out and not take you with me. What we have is stronger now than heartache or death's reach. Nothing can separate us as your sails faithfully follow me. Once the solitary albatross, I no longer want to be alone.

You invite me to your deck again. In my doubting, you have reminded me that we always exist together one day more. Closer in daily constance, stronger bonding and never captive, Albie set free from your deck with love, returns. You never waiver. But captain of my life, IF you really want me this time around, tell me as you fly with me.

Companion piece to THE ALBATROSS ..... Rennie