I found a poetry in dusty compartment - approx 10 years

[t-bob]

Steadiness

Our two year plus journey
we sailed rudder the helm,
the cloudless blue skies, turbulence water,
we remember the struggles & visionaries.
Now my ship is docked tightly,
I see you wave on the gangplank,
swaying gentle the ropes handrail grasping,
and the firmer earth walks you move along
lightly bouncing skipping scintilla.
Because before lacking my resolve,
now I will be your eternal friend.
Trust in me and I will give you everything.
Touch our elemental entwined
lightly fingers.