In the quiet harbor, shadows dance,
A ship awaits with solemn stance.
Her sails whisper tales untold,
Stories of journeys bold and old.
The captain stands with eyes of glass,
Gazing where the waters pass.
He knows the path the ship must take,
A voyage where the souls awake.
Waves lull the vessel to the night,
Guiding her by starlit light.
The wind, a gentle, mournful song,
Carries the ship and souls along.
Beyond the horizon, where silence reigns,
The ship will dock, release her chains.
In the embrace of endless sea,
Eternal rest, where souls are free.