Without Wind Nor Drifting Sail
without wind nor drifting sail
where crystal waters' glisten
in mirrors of time
and to the one so dearly loved
that time should come
to slowly pass
to leave upon the waters blue
a sunlit voyage
of solemn truth
where scattered petals
lie without a breeze
to sink beneath
the endless sea
in bright colored memory
where twilight
but for a moment
should cast it's orchid song
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