Spectrum Tower

Or the RHIBS station as it is now known as.
Was a place of many memories.
With much joy and much sadness they leave.
An accursed place, yet filled with the warmth of many friends.

Seems like we were all back to ye ol'days yesterday.
Somewhat an old gathering of sorts.
A last visit by 2 ORD personnel at the station.
Reliving the times with us all.
We chatted, we reminisced, we remembered.
And hopefully that would all remain.

"Flames to dust Lovers to friends
Why do all good things come to an end?"

Much as there was joy there.
There was an undercurrent of loss.
We were all wishing for time to freeze.
That sunset would never come.
And people would never leave.

It was a simple parting.
A silent one.
A heavily worded 'Bye'
And a poignant moment when they walked...
Down the long wharf.
Eyes never leaving waiting for them to turn and wave again.
Till they were lost in sight.

Silence.
A moment to return to our time with them.
A moment to get over it.

Sunset.
Piped down.
A velvety darkness swept across the last blazing fires.
A blanket of stars dotted the nightsky.
Like tears sparkling.

Out in the ocean.
On a little dinghy.
I got lost in the blanket of stars.
Nothing else but pinpricks of lights across my eyes.

A brief streak of brillaint shimmering blue caught my eye.
Burning into nothingness in the space of a moment.
And i made a wish that would never come true.