I sail a golden ship.

There was an island full of beauty and prosperity, a hidden paradise island of civilization, where its inhabitants lived happily from what the sea and land offered, lived in shacks, wore clothes that they woven themselves, used weapons to hunt or fish that they made themselves.
They didn't need anything from the modern era, they were happy, so happy.
One day an inhabitant was searching near the seashore, among the bushes small bright stones to make a necklace and combs for her hair to decorate.
When he saw that a huge ship was approaching, it caught his attention because it was a bright ship, it looked like gold.
She had seen boats many times, and many crew members came to know their customs, beliefs and their natural, wild way of life.
But this time I was enchanted by the color and brightness of the ship, maybe it was the sky so clear and the brightness of the sun that the ship looked better.

but what attracted the most to the woman was that in the starboard of the ship she saw a young man so elegant, so beautiful, so different from all the men she had met and seen.
The ship sailed and the boy received them, the young man on the ship when he was impressed had never seen a woman so natural, so humble and simple.
Together they walked through the community, enjoyed the day, enjoyed sharing their customs and experiences.
At nightfall they had to say goodbye, because the ship would continue its course.
The young people enjoyed getting to know each other, there will always be the memory of the beauty of that day.