Lighthearted souls gathered about,
Their strength incomparable,
With their good willed hearts,
And eyes that beamed with exuberance.

As the day grew long and weary,
They danced in tune,
Smiled widely,
And fought bravely by my side.

Hand in hand,
They were formed,
By passion,
By souls entwined.

In profound love they must be!
To set these delicate creations free,
Such divine sculptures,
Sentient in clay,
Each full in emotion and in minds that sway,
But none the same.

Harsh winds blew through,
In this cold, vast biosphere,
As I alone,
With none but my molted feather coat,
And these webbed pink feet,
Trudged across a paved way in snow,
To a place unknown.

Where lies my new colony,
With newfound friends,
And a family evermore,
Where I shall bear my soul!
Unjudged and beloved.

What an adventure this will be,
Surely not pleasant,
But one rough and obscure,
Where the malicious seals and skuas wait out to ambush.

Eager I was,
To be set free!
“The bright and bold”,
They’d say,
To us,
The youth,
The birds of times to come.

Frigid palms of hers,
I held in mine,
What a complementary caress!
Of magma and ice

Memories I’ve missed,
Of the warmth,
In her tone,
Her laugh,
Her presence,
And the gleam in her eyes,
When she smiled was such a bliss

Days like those,
With the pitter and patter,
Of rain and our chatter,
About the future unknown,
And the present we cherished,
Where our knees touched,
And fingers entwined

I loved how it felt,
When her warmth met mine.