Desolation…

 

A silent shore,

seductive Moon,

a sinister Sea,

clouds in the wind,

a shadow lies upon

the white sand alone.

 

Stilled on the sparkling

crystals, almost villainous,

primeval and water worn

with broken sides.

 

Once imperturbable, aloft

upon white shafts of waves,

beautiful and bold, now

ancient and vacant.

 

The old sailing ship found its

burial ground upon a deserted

island covered in the mist of

morning.

 

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