Wallenius Wilhelmsen Sightings! Wallenius!

My love,
it has been too long
since I have gazed on your form.
Your white and green hulk,
that mess of metal machinery.
Once we met on a hill outside Halifax,
in streams of upside-down trees.
I was alone on the foggy spine,
staring at the whispering seas.
You appeared out of nowhere,
your name engraved in my language.
WALLENIUS WILHEMSEN!