Posaidon's Surfboard

Upon the waves where the wild winds sing, A tale unfolds of a vessel and its wing; Through the tide, it dances, graceful and free, Harnessing the ocean's heart, a sight to see. With cargo holds filled, treasures abound, From the Pacfic to the Atlantic, dreams resound. A bill of laden whispers of journeys bold, As nautical charts tell stories untold. From portside harbors where the seagulls cry, To the quay where the ships and the hopes of men lie, Each traverse a promise, each voyage a chance, In the vast ocean's grip, we find our dance. With a compass to guide us, due north we steer, Facing due east where horizons are clear. On Poseidon's surfboard, we glide with delight, Through favourable turns, embracing the light. Global commerce pulses in the salty air, As we balance the weights with meticulous care. From food for the many to luxury rare, The liability of loss, we willingly bear. With ballasts of knowledge and courage combined, We sail through the storms, leaving doubts behind. The Panama Canal opens pathways anew, Linking the oceans, a journey for you. Ode to the ocean, your glory we seek, In the maritime spirit, our hearts are not weak. So let us embark on this voyage so grand, With Poseidon's surfboard, we conquer the sand.