Beneath the vast and boundless sky,
Where waves embrace the distant shore,
The gentle winds begin to sigh,
As sails unfurl to dreams once more.
The ocean’s call, a siren’s song,
Guides the vessel through the night,
Stars above, a guiding throng,
In the moon’s soft, silvery light.
Each crest and trough, a dance divine,
With whispers only sailors hear,
The heart beats in rhythmic line,
To the pulse of the sea, so clear.
As dawn unfolds with amber grace,
Horizons greet the sailorâs soul,
A journey’s end, a warm embrace,
Yet longing for the next patrol.