Sailing Through The Reeds

The eyes of others,

Sisters and brothers,

Dance in the wind …

Ships without rudders

Lost in the sea

It’s just you and me

Free to vacation

What better occasion?

The sea is quite salty

And, yet, we are jolly

When friends are together,

We pin up the holly

It’s never the island

Or sights that we see

It’s those moments of

Silence

As we sail

Through the reeds