Mists of Skull Coast

The cold blue waves move gently with the surf The azure ocean is deep like the soul The wind murmurs above the ocean Whistling in gaps of granite rocks it causes commotion Further north green sea waves Are in insipid correlation with expressive blue Of a nearby glacier But here water is warmer Like the heart of the Earth As sunset slowly turns sky From blue to gold and violet The clipper ship sails forward with the wind The beacon shines like the second moon Guiding the vessels around sharp rocks Jutting out to sea Under the water coral reef dazzles with beauty The mist of stars Suddenly surrounds the ship The mist is full of color and light Like crystals in kaleidoscope to the eye they are delight The mist is magic Writing the very laws of abstract As deep as the soul It makes the ship fly As ship sails through the clouds The phoenix appears on a left of the bow The dragon on the right Both guide the vessel on its flight