Regatta V

Once again, a solitary yacht recedes into the distance, carrying with it the echoes of a dream. Waves, animated by a fervent breeze, glisten under a sky ablaze with orange hues, as though the sun had bestowed a permanent ember upon the lake. Slowly, the boat is reduced to a mere pinprick upon the horizon, and in its wake, it leaves behind a gentle murmur of possibilities and the wistful harmony of Lake Geneva’s vast expanse.