High above the ocean’s crest, soars a bird of grace,
With wings that span the endless sky, in a timeless race.
The albatross, in silent flight, dances with the breeze,
A guardian of the seas, moving with such ease.

Through storm and calm, it journeys far, across the azure blue,
A symbol of endurance, of strength and spirit true.
Its cry, a whisper of the wild, echoes through the air,
A melody of freedom, in the world it dares to share.

Beneath the stars, it finds its path, guided by the night,
A solitary traveler, in the moon’s soft light.
The ocean waves, a constant song, a lullaby it knows,
On currents of the world, the albatross freely flows.

Oh, majestic albatross, your tale is one of lore,
Of endless flight and boundless dreams, forever to explore.
In your journey, we find hope, in your wings, we see,
The beauty of a world, wild and forever free.