LAND DREAMING

Windless
Glassy sea
We sailed silently through the light of sunrise
Thousands of tiny islands
Earthy brown rock contrasting with the Alpine green of the coniferous trees arrowing to the crispest morning sky
The islands so perfectly mirrored as to make navigation hazardous
Guiding the craft called for focus
And not a moment of the cruise was lost
As the idylic vision slowly slipped by
The memory of the Baltic still calms the storms of my mind.
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Thanks to all the rings
Thanks to those pretty Finnish things
There eyes of brown and green
Smiles of minds so clean
Divine beings of summer dreams
Thanks for those midnight days
And memories that they raise
Thanks for those midnight days

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