Sail, I sail on a flowing river
Where this will take me, I wonder
Folks think I am naive and young
Like spring blossoms not yet sprung

Sail, I sail on running streams
Trying to fulfill my dreams:
Of living somewhere I belong,
And be the one who is wise and strong

Sail, I sail and see two waterways
Shall I go through this one which might take days?
This side of water rushes real fast
With those rocks, making it harder to be passed

Sail, I sail and see the river divides
One of them has those calm tides
Besides its tranquil surface
There is also no need to race

Sail, I sail with adventurous mind to the first
As I know this cannot be reversed
Call me ignorant, foolish, young
With high hopes, I shall soon be sprung!

Dot
A black **dot
Outside the river
So trivial
So remote
So tiny
Swings
While I'm afloat
Grows
As I approach
Compose
While I broach
Into a dance of colors:
The gray so scarce
Alike this day
From dark red comes
A reminder that has bled
And the several shades of yellow
From below to the vast blue
My mellow fellow
Adieu