The branches of the ark spread across the atlantic,
The morning breeze made it look fantastic.
The mist of the dawned day broke a flare so dynamic,
You could only bask the freshness so organic, so oceanic.
Those tips of the bergs came running from the void,
The water body felt flat but the surface was spheroid.
You could see those mystical creatures amazed yet annoyed,
This vast expanse of seawater was uncharted and unemployed.
– Muzaffar Ahmed