A Hymn To the Splendour of This World By Satis Shroff
A HYMN TO THE SPLENDOR OF THIS WORLD(Satis Shroff)
The sea is calm and a fair moon
Stealthily appears in the sky,
Behind the northern clouds.
The red cliff of Kampen glimmers
Under the light of the dying sun.
And the waves take on yellow, orange, scarlet hues.
The tides still roar decently,
Cease, recede, only to come again.
A sweet Frisian nocturnal air,
Mingles with the smell of salt and fish,
Gets whipped up by the wind.
The golden light hangs,
Like a hymn to the splendor
Of this world.
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© Satis Shroff. All rights reserved
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