fast forward

Now ..... I move fast forward, past all the time of a boy turning into a young man,... and as time is as fleeting and irrelevant as the wind.... it is irrelevant to a time traveler. So now the story shall begin... A young man finding himself in the South Pacific on a beautiful atoll inhabited by a beautiful people as bronze as the sand at sunset surrounded by a sea of cobalt blue. This is the story of a man and young woman who though separated by their cultures found love. A Princess destined to marry the tribal chief...... and the young mysterious white traveler who wrote beautiful words and spoke of strange far away places, and how on one special night.. they transcended their earthly bonds and flew with the Iwa into the universe, forever bonding their souls... becoming the special key for one another, to free their souls from this aina... mother earth... only to return and become separated.. one to marry into her predestined lineage, and the other to only wait in time until the very words he spent his lifetime composing, could be given to his lover..... his key to freedom. Only when those words passed from that special beach written so many times in the sand flew into the sky would the gate be opened for time and only then would the words be allowed to be given, no more ... no less.. for love and love alone, .... this the time traveler understood.... and his love was so powerful, he accepted. The key to freedom would be given to his lover and only then would their souls be freed to fly once again with the great Iwa.. soaring into the heavens.