The winds of time
Swim through the sails.
The sea below is glass
Unaffected by the current.
The ship has faithfully
Transported the crew;
An instrument playing
Each note with precision,
Harmony from division.
Sailors’ spirits pantomime;
The listless swaying
Of the air, which flails
Gently, as it moves through.
Unruffled ocean grass,
Peaceful as the rhapsody.
The vessel proceeds inerrant.
This moment: a concision,
When sea straying.
In the vast orb of blue
(Enveloping endlessly),
The captain remains diligent,
Despite the calm en-masse.
Wary of the lulling veils,
Of the winds of time.
Composed By: A.D.
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