A vessel that soars high and strong
Bearing all burdens,even the wrong
Through storms wrought even in hell
She floats by, a resilient shell


Many a man,bore her grudge
Naught one a worthy judge
She be the sea's maiden
Where countless souls wander, bidden


Cloudy nights may cover her way
Countless rains, her heart may sway
Trust is her holy grail
Those with, she protects even frail


She asks naught much for return
Just passion, a zealous burn
Her crew are of many places
It matters not their faces
She does not judge them
All are good graces, their bonds a gem