NIGHT SAILING

Sailing is the night,
Just like yesterday,
Like always,
Through the waters of silence,
Calmness,
And mystery,
Towns and villages,
Trees,
All that moves not,
Spinning in the air,
Just like yesterday,
Like always,
Thousands of miles away,
Towards the sun,
Towards the day,
To keep on going,
Tirelessly,
Relentlessly,
Charting the same course
Starry,
And dark.
How wonderful!
How monotonous!