The exotic sailboat glimmered orange gold,
And it appeared to be painted on the sea,
As if its last stop were dawn's threshold,
To cast elongated mirror images, so pretty!
Sun sits on water, the boat is in the sun,
Rise and take a look, before a dream ends,
For the azure sea is a multicolored vision,
As a gilded sailboat goes around the bend!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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Beautiful imagery by a painter. Glorious.