From wave to wave the stars tremble,
From far to near in assemble -
The fall echoes though the trees,
Biting from wood in life's warm-freeze.
In stillness sudden new voices -
They are back, her heart rejoices!
She looks around; no sign of them!
She sees some shadows, maybe ten.
Puzzled she studies every move,
Follows the lights and voices' groove,
They greet each other – a farewell,
What do they do? She could not tell…
A man seemed to be left behind,
She saw the face, it looked so kind…
Is maybe he, she showed astound,
She felt like falling on the ground.
The old man looked still strong
No, it is him, she wasn’t wrong!
The captain stepped toward the house,
Her heart was feeling like a mouse.
I know this wood! He then exclaimed -
Are you old Mary? She felt ashamed…
He watched the boards, their tight bind,
Memories flow, from mind to mind.
The captain started to feel the wood
His hands were kind, it felt so good…
Tears of joy, flowing a river,
She heard his voice, its soft shiver:
I hoped is you! He said into a late,
I heard the story, I thought is fate -
To see again some parts of you,
I so missed you, you missed me too?
He let himself into her soul,
She felt not empty, she was whole,
His voice was caressing the wood,
The way it was, the way it should...
He slept, no joy she felt before
More than a feeling, it was more,
She felt asleep into a late -
Maybe there is somehow a fate…
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