Oh did your see my ocean ship
Gliding its way in sails of air
Salt-sprayed plight away strip
Into the waves close and near
Taking the breath of wind highs
Sailing on through and away
Where every future of shore lies
Dawn of dreams meets the day
Word's be carried in their own
Just like the waves of green sea
Give every word a peaceful tone
So it might always in freedom be
Make your sailing - love for words
Don't surrender to a revolting flight
Such aphorism befall hurried birds
To fly on throughout a sullen night
Fill the dreams till they find land
On to their own in oceans by
Let generations come to understand
What sailed your ship - and why!
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