Finer Temptress

She spills silver on the borderlines

And foam on the wave edges

As she shines light into that mirror

Circling and drowning, over and over

Sinking in blood, wearing ample gold

Back up from the deep sapphire sea

Again to colour the mountains

And make the smooth leaves shine

The Sun sails to every shore

The wind blowing West


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