One hundred along coastal road we stroll
Vision reached horizon I've seen it all
Above my head a yellow blazing ball
I sighed under my breath, I wait your call
The rift between the oceans and the skies
Look below and see where the water lies!
Now, up above is where herd of cloud flies
Torn apart, decision made by the Wise
A sad story for one of them I think
At night, one asleep while the other blinks
If the skies in her beauty she gently winks
Then ocean's glad heart might at his depths sink
May 4, 2018
May 4, 2018 at 12:23 PM UTC
One hundred along coastal road we stroll
Vision reached horizon I've seen it all
Above my head a yellow blazing ball
I sighed under my breath, I wait your call
The rift between the oceans and the skies
Look below and see where the water lies!
Now, up above is where herd of cloud flies
Torn apart, decision made by the Wise
A sad story for one of them I think
At night, one asleep while the other blinks
If the skies in her beauty she gently winks
Then ocean's glad heart might at his depths sink
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