If you see a white sail, on the blue wave....
Recollect sunrise instead of a decline...
From a sleeplessness the moon burned yesterday....
And homeless stars shone above heavens...
Now they search for a patch of light solar footpaths,
But the sun has fallen in the black sea with white dreams....
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He very likes to do tie knot by closed eyes...
But cannot open knots of sailors in any way...
Tsira Gogeshvili
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/solar-footpaths/
