It's the boat in the river
That catches attention
For it's big, beautiful and round
Not to miss a mention
The sail and the air
Makes the land move
But the boat has it's anchor
And it stays bound
Though slowly it will change place
But that will happen with truly slow pace
People dive into and come out
All shining bright without a doubt
The land there is cool
A mix of grey and white
River that was once blue
Now turns black with might
Yet the boat smiles from far
At it's best, at par
For it believes in itself
Whatever may come next
It never fails to inspire
Maybe alone, but always with fire
©Richi Simon
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