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Sailing in the boat of silence
no words spoken, yet
commendable communication happens
with the world of ocean
sail in action, sail in rest
the boat holds me
dear to its chest
sparkling sun bathes me in light
Twilight as it sets,
rings the bell for rest
switch on the spotlight,
there comes the moonlight
my guardian in night
resting me safely
to wake up to the call
of my mother Divine, Sun.

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