In My Journey
In my journey ..
While my ship cleaves the sea and
The sun shines perfectly on the horizon,
The gulls in the purity of whiteness,
The water like a colorful peacocks soaked with brightness,
The rocks: Mirrors of sea, shining with golden color,
The greenery beaches looked dewy from behind the horizon
Ah _ So sweet ,the smell of the wind
When it's flowing from sweet saliva, and
So sweet those names that predict the arrival.
Copyright © Fatima Nusairat | Year Posted 2015
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