by David McLoughlin-Tasker
Five years since you set sail on endless oceans,
We watched as you serenely left the quay;
You slipped the knot that bound you to our shoreline,
To take your place upon forever seas.
Our short horizons could not keep you anchored,
This harbour was too small for you to bide;
Your vessel strained to catch the fairest breezes
To launch you safe upon celestial tides.
We watched as you slipped slowly through the harbour
And took the swelling of the heaving sea;
And when your vessel slipped below the sight-line,
We felt forever and eternity.
Where are you now, we ask as we are mindful
Of all the days you walked upon our shore?
What great mysteries have you discovered
To keep you from our heartland and our door?
Whatever Cosmic Islands tempt your vessel
Still further from this bleak temporal shore;
Deep within our hearts the tide of memory
Brings fleeting sightings of your ship once more.
Sometimes we too are found around the harbour,
Preparing crafts as life bids us to do;
In time we’ll slip our moorings and head seaward
Expectant of the moment you’ll heave-to!
So as upon that endless tide you move
We trim our sails and think of you with love.
© David McLoughlin-Tasker - York - March 2011