From two harbours,
we set out.
Unfurled our sails to the four winds.
Many other seekers moved upon those waves
that carry hopeful souls.
But each wise swell brought us closer,
till well met we turned tack,
came side by side
and set our sights upon the wide horizon.
Every day is celebration
and every year a gift.
Praise be to the mystic tide
that brought you home to me.
For from two harbours we set out
and found each other on the open sea.
