Beneath the moon’s gentle embrace, they sail
Silent shadows on the ocean’s breast
Carving paths through whispered tales
In search of dreams, in eternal quest.

Their masts like fingers touch the sky
Reaching for stars, a distant gleam
The crew, with hearts that never lie
Steers through the night, led by a dream.

The waves, a dance of ancient lore
Murmur secrets to the ship’s strong hull
Stories of sailors, come and gone
In the deep, where mysteries mull.

And as dawn breaks, with golden hue
The ships rest, in harbors calm
Awaiting night, to sail anew
Guardians of dreams, with silent charm.