The locked door, no longer locked
as he finally ventures forth.
Standing on a beach of black sand
watching Gannets whirl in dance,
blue skies and white birds
with turquoise ringed eyes
conjuring the vision of love.
Their bond eternal, is such,
that only death can part.
Perhaps from these he learns
that you are never too old,
to start listening to your heart.
If not today, then sometime soon.