Beyond this translucent dusk
the wind blows far far away,
the miles that call the distance
forever rest in peace.
Amidst the gaily and the glistening rays
the abject prowess seems to discern
the thought beyond recognition
that lasted not a while.
The sails are set
Her destiny beckons,
for tomorrow dawns
a foretold victory.
And a dream awakens the dream within
And the dreary world
forsaking her is lost in its own trajectory.
