Analysis of Ship Movement

Standing at the surging prow
See the ship rise-up and bow
This pitch-pole she must allow
As she knives through walls of water

Sitting by the railing side
Feel the rock and rolling glide
While she tracks courses with pride
Navigation will not falter

Resting at the pressing stern
Hear the mighty engines turn
As the ocean waves she'll churn
Into frothy foam and lather

The time passage on a cruise
Will parallel joy and blues
With destinations you choose
Life's direction you can alter