In the cradle of waves, a boat gently sways,
Its wooden heart echoes the ocean’s praise.
Guided by stars, it dances with the night,
Dreams of the horizon, a sailor’s delight.

With sails unfurled, it whispers to the breeze,
Stories of old voyages and distant seas.
The sun paints its journey in hues of gold,
A timeless tale in every fold.

The sea sings lullabies of forgotten lore,
As the boat ventures to each distant shore.
A compass of hope in a world so wide,
Navigating dreams on the rising tide.

In the quiet dawn, where sky meets the sea,
The boat finds its place, where it longs to be.
A vessel of journeys, of stories untold,
Sailing forever, brave and bold.