Golden God Apollo rises up to the sky
On his seven horse chariot
Bidding sweet goodbye
To the beautiful ocean nymphs.
The Goddess of dark night
Silver moon waits
For him to come up
To bid him goodbye.
The ocean turns white
By the churning
of the steed’s legs
Waves come frothing to the shore.
The solitary beach watches
The greetings exchanged
Between two celestial bodies
Up in heaven above.
wild wind blows free
13 years ago
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