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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