One day I walked the ancient shore,
Crunching shells on an ancient floor.
While waters of an ancient sea,
Immersed the very soul of me.
My mind was in the clouds on high,
My thoughts like distant birds that fly.
My body warmed the suns warm rays,
It felt to me the best of days.
This stroll, this dreamy fantasy,
This touch of whimsies ecstasy,
Gave birth a gentle plea of charm,
That suit the day and sloth of calm.
May the ancient sea and ancient sky,
Give birth the day I die, another I.