Have you ever seen
Krills to swing?
Have you ever seen the
Ice Shelfs, Icebergs and Growlers to swim?
Have you ever seen the
Albatrosses to glide?
Have you ever seen the
Penguins to fight?
Have you ever seen the
Skuas to shout on Snow Petrels?
Have you ever seen the
Seals to dance on the ice made citadels?
Have you ever heard the
Whales' song?
Have you ever seen the
Blizzards to displace a ton?
I've witnessed...
I've witnessed, and that's right...
When I was standing on
Roald and Robert's Antarctica,
The land of
Purest white.
I was on the cruise
And enjoying the
Quintel pre-dusk melody of
The opulent blues.
A crikey slash!
What's that?
Albatross birds...
Tearing the airs
And coming towards.
Is it a clue?
Oh yes...
It's a clue.
Hey, we're crossing the
Gateway,
And approaching towards
Roaring forties,
Furious fifties and
Screaming sixties
Of our planet in
Milky Way.
Reckless is the time
And a fear in spine.
Crossed the
Two days long roughs
With the cruise of
Stripes and stars.
Yes, those are krills...
And the blood thrills.
Are we too close?
Even night is coming close.
Time to close my eyes
To dream about
The land of
Purest white.
Opened eyes
And Sun brights.
On blue flow
Ice Shelfs, Icebergs and Growlers
In glow.
Seeing Phocidaes', Snow Petrels' and Orcas' row...
It's an
Unbelievable scenery, bro!
In front
The never ending white
And the giant sampan is heading towards of
Pack Ice.
On Ross Sea
Anchor tights...
Legs considered few more strides.
Left behind Mount Erebus,
Where Skuas are doing chaos.
Polynia's bright flow,
And hey,
To welcome there
On Fast Ice
Penguins' row!
Kept my feet on smoky
Roosevelt Island's
Fast Ice,
And with that reached
Antarctica,
South Pole of the planet...
The white paradise!
Reached
Antarctica,
The planet's glory...
The land of
Purest white!
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Photo: Mt. Erebus, Roosevelt Cross, Antarctica © Satrajit Mukherjee.
