Candlelight and strange old tales

wove long ago fantastic dreams

of phantom ships with silver sails

 

for one who followed poets’ trails

through realms of glowing silver streams,

candlelight and strange old tales

 

of wanderings and holy grails.

The years were filled with starbright beams

of phantom ships with silver sails.

 

Memory through time prevails,

heartholds apart from mundane schemes

candlelight and strange old tales.

 

Through life’s dark hours and stormy gales

come sailing back to me, it seems,

phantom ships with silver sails.

 

The magic dream that never fails

to bring me joy: remembered gleams

of candlelight and strange old tales

of phantom ships with silver sails.

 

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