THE LONELY BOAT IN GOLDEN TWILIGHT

Twilight sun, filtering through

Dense black rain-clouds

Salty water turning golden

Dancing before the eyes

There floated the lonely boat

Beyond the waves, swaying

Tied to the anchor, going up and

Down, awaiting another travel

Calmly, knowing the job

The responsibility of linking

Man to the sea, the means

To his livelihood, eternal

Taking him far, deep into the sea

Netting, fishing, taking rest in between

Lonely nights, only stars to protect

From the open sky, showing the way

And then bringing him ashore

With bounty plenty, enriching him

Making him dear to family and friends

A proud man, beaming with joy

The glory of fisherman, his life

His dwelling, happiness, all due to me

The boat knew, will it ever break it

Leaving him asunder

Even for a lovely great evening this

With golden rays and dancing waves

The lonely boat, stuck to the anchor, cosily

Knowing the job, awaiting another busy day.