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
Copyright © Patrycjusz Kopec | Year Posted 2016
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