To A Young Man On His Maiden Voyage At Poetry

i am confronted with a very long
and wide shore
filled with sands and pebbles
though the waves are gentle
and the clouds so blue
and the far horizon as peaceful
like a line drawn by a pen
on a piece of yellow paper

everything seems very familiar
nothing new
except you little blue bird
chirping and i am amazed

you are more beautiful
than the rest.