From the depths of time’s watery tomb,
A million-year-old shipwreck exhumes,
An ancient skeleton, a silent tale,
Sending shivers down each spine, a haunting wail.

Unearthed from the ocean’s embrace,
A mystery emerges, a spectral face,
Lost to the waves for eons untold,
A story waiting to be gently unrolled.

Bones weathered by time’s relentless flow,
A journey of the ages, a long-kept vow,
In the shipwreck’s hold, a secret lies,
Whispers of the past in silent cries.

As each fragment is carefully raised,
The air thickens with history’s haze,
Imaginations soar, hearts skip a beat,
At the sight of this ancient mariner’s seat.

Who were you, lost sailor of the sea?
What brought you to this final decree?
In the ship’s wreckage, a tale is weaved,
Of storms, of courage, of lives believed.

The world watches as the mystery unfurls,
A skeleton from a million-year-old world,
Each bone a chapter, each skull a page,
In the ancient mariner’s silent stage.

Chills ripple through those gathered near,
As the past whispers secrets clear,
From the shipwreck’s depths, a story told,
Of adventures, of loss, of mysteries bold.

As the skeleton’s form slowly unveils,
The ocean’s grasp on time never fails,
A million years condensed in this find,
A reminder of history, of humankind.