Amidst the waves, the ship does sail,
Through foggy veils and stormy gales.
With a captain’s heart, both brave and frail,
Toward the horizon’s whispered tales.

The sea, a mirror to the boundless sky,
Reflects the silent, somber cry.
Of souls departed, who wonder why,
Their journeys end, yet still they fly.

The ship, a ghost in twilight’s gleam,
Carries whispers of a dream.
Where life and death, a fleeting theme,
Drift together in the stream.

As stars ignite the night’s embrace,
The vessel finds its resting place.
In depths unknown, a sacred space,
Where time and fate, no longer chase.