Alena's Island

                                                                         <i>29th November</i>
It's been a while, Alena
Since I last wrote to you.
But, my senses say you need me
And my senses still hold true

Our child is well Alena -
A year since past was born.
And yet, before I knew it
From her my arms were torn.

A year, a year,
A very long year
From which I swore not to write again
But I was urged, to take up the pen.
For the sake of the daughters of men.

Alena. Do hear me.
And know I am still here.
And in my presence you have nothing to fear.
Held in this letter.
Is a ticket to the sea,
from which we'll be home again.

Our island Alena,
Do you remember that?
The beach upon which we sat
And promised each other it all
And if ever we should fall
Then, we would catch and hold
And bend and fold
And then one day our story be told.

A year Alena.
Natasia's year.
And we have nothing
Nothing to fear.

I am waiting Alena.
Upon our sand.
I will hold you,
And we shall stand.
Upon the shore
where it all began
The bells did chime,
and the wind it rang.

Thus the ink did flow,
Thus time did slow.
Thus, we did grow.

If your heart is aching.
And your mind is cold.
Then I am quite willing,
To be there to hold
And if you are blinded
And no longer can see.
Then listen for my voice.
And I will call for thee.

Amor Vincit Omnia.
Forever, is this.
Amor Vincit Omnia.
Eternal Bliss.