My friend, what happened?
The bow of our ship tore
through the waves of adversity,
destroying the wake of troubles
that followed the path of our not-yet-navigable sea.
The anchors of friendship lifted,
the rudder of direction turned.
The winds blew to another corner
of an uncharted earth
and you set sail for a forgotten destiny.
Ah, the winds will soon guide you back.
Your path to be rediscovered.
Your sails trimmed once more
and purpose with passion re-ignited.
Till then I will miss you.