ALSphere Foundation
Like a bride being carried on the palanquin by its bearers,
The boat propels forward on the waves of the sea
Like an albatross skimming on the surface of water,
It gently moves ahead, crossing all ebbs and flows
The helmsman sings songs with incomprehensible diction but of ubiquitous themes,
To be relished thoroughly by the passengers
The sun shines brightly in the morning sky, creating blue and light blue ripples all over the water
Such is the lovely, pleasant sight during the months of May-June!
When not just the seafarer, but we, too, try our hands at rowing with our oars
When beauty of the already picturesque scene is enhanced by the mighty, majestic mountains’ galore
When tiny, translucent fishes can be seen swimming just beneath the surface
When the remote isle is tranquil and serene, away from the noisy city’s nuisance
A boat beneath a sunny sky is a tiny particle in the whole expanse,
One could fall in love with its magnetic charm in just one glance!
