In the vast expanse where the ocean meets the sky,
The albatross spreads its wings, destined to fly.
With grace unmatched, it rides the winds afar,
A symbol of freedom beneath the morning star.

Through storms that rage and waves that crash,
It dances on breezes, a breathtaking flash.
Its journey long, across seas so wide,
Guided by whispers of the ocean’s tide.

Upon the horizon, where sun and sea embrace,
It finds its solace, a tranquil space.
In solitude, it glides with effortless ease,
A testament to nature’s harmonious peace.

Oh albatross, keeper of the seafarer’s lore,
Your endless flight a tale to explore.
In your wings lies the mystery of the deep,
A timeless voyage where dreams never sleep.