Amidst the vast and endless blue,Where dreams sail on the ocean’s hue,The whispers of the sea arise,Guiding hearts beneath open skies.
The moon casts silver on the crest,A gentle light that grants us rest,In windswept nights, our spirits soar,To distant lands and distant shores.
Each wave a tale, each breeze a song,With every star, we drift along,The compass points, yet hearts remain,In love with freedom’s sweet domain.
As dawn breaks soft on sails so white,The journey’s path bathed in new light,We chart our course with hope and grace,In nature’s arms, we find our place.