The captain had finally made a decision to set sail as a light breeze finally picked up. For weeks the "Midnight Whisper" was stuck without a single breeze to take her back home. Years of experience had taught the captain that not all breezes turned into the winds for the return home.  In his heart he was not convinced that this trip would take him straight home.  Yet the restlesness of the crew and his desire to return back to the man he was, kept edging him on.

As the ship made her way out of Ohana bay, moods were high and laughter filled the air. Not wanting to alarm his officers, the captain maintained his composure, yet his heart was by now screaming at him to wait yet another week or two for a more solid wind to pick up.  He knew very well the dangers of being lost at sea, when the sight of no land would torment the bravest of men's hearts. It's almost like losing the one you love without a single explanation, only this time there was no sight of land, no familiar smells of home.  The journey now was in its final hour, for he needed to shine as a beacon of hope for the souls that the "Midnight Whisper" carried into the night.

-excerpt from "Ocean's Apart"

Long overdue is my thanks to you
Throughout the years your messages were always true
Now that the Sun and Moon are approaching noon.
I have taken a moment to reflect upon the nature that motivates you

For many a night you communicated so many truths.
While I spent sleepless nights wondering what you meant.
As the truth always shines, you have illuminated my way.
Throughout the darker chapters of being astray.

May I thank you, as I thank the Almighty
You are my intuition,
The Intuition that has saved me again and again
The simple truth I've learned is to listen to you without restrain

It must have happened in the most ordinary of ways

Awakening to the normal sounds of the grey, cold winter day

Where a world separated us away

My heart could not even finds its way

When the road back to you was on a misguided way

That was the moment when the lack of sunshine awakened me

The awakening was not about losing you, but forever finding us

For in that eternity, discovery was upon my intuition.

That was a discovery I had longed for, and now it was in fruition

It was the simplest notion that reminded me of the hearts contractions.

In the Spring my heart may have been full of your passion

Yet now in the cold, cold winter nights you stole my heart without ransom

The light illuminated my consciousness of choices made.

You are my choice whether my heart expanded or contracted without reason

For the partnership, we started would not be extinguished but seasoned

The day I fell out of love with you, yet started upon the path of true embrace

Forever and a day, you are my partner in grace

Somewhere between a sunrise and high noon we walked amongst the shadows.
While our eye's feasted on nature's beauty, we were blinded.
While our ears sampled the sweetest sounds and words, the insincerity was deafening.
While our noses where intoxicated by the aromas of Jasmine, Gardenia and Lavender, our senses were drowning.

While the delicacies of home filled the table, our appetites were suppressed.

It must have been that moment when I panicked.
In my panic, enlightenment tapped me gently on the shoulder.
Scared of what was next to arrive, I could not turn around
The feeling of panic and the cool embrace of enlightenment
must have finally opened my eyes to the illusions we painted once upon a time.
It was a surreal moment of truth when the veils where lifted, and my eyes slowly started adjusting to the light, after it's long absence.
Falling through this light I was, overjoyed by your gift.
Now that the reality began to take hold, my heart slowed down from its rush.
These gifts you shower me with cleanse my soul from the traps others thought had captured my spirit.

How I am supposed to reciprocate this kindness? I do not know.
Where ever fate may show, you have me as a friend in kind.

Higher powers guided us through the afternoon as we continued, yet the warmth of the day, drew a cold sweat upon our foreheads.
  In these vulnerable times, where aspirations raped our dreams, and thus created illegitimate illusions.
Appreciation has become our bond. Lies have become our past, gratitude has enveloped our future, where illusions drown for once, and for all.