Beneath the canvas of the open sky,
Where the horizon meets the ocean’s sigh,
The whispers of the sea call out to me,
A timeless dance of waves and destiny.

Aboard the ship that cuts through blue,
With every gust, my spirit grew,
The salty breeze, the creaking mast,
A voyage through memories of the past.

The stars above, a sailor’s guide,
As we navigate the rolling tide,
With the moon’s soft glow lighting our way,
We sail through night and into day.

Each wave a story, each gust a song,
In the arms of the sea, where I belong,
A journey endless, a dream so vast,
Sailing through the present, future, and past.