White and Red

The ship passed the ship passed it was broad and white - like a swan. Over the gentle waves it passed heavy and dignified the reflection of migrating birds and the spotless blue sky and the yellow sun settled in all that gleaming whiteness. The ship passed the ship passed it was broad and white - like a swan. How hard the storm was! The image of the vulture is in the eye of the sea from a wet plank of wreckage on the water a flying bird takes wing toward the horizons of the sun. It flies. It flies. The ship passed the ship passed it was broad and white - like a swan...