My passions unite in this artistic endeavor,
Petroleum, energy, and art’s impressionistic fervor,
Taking cues from Monet’s brushstroke dance,
I weave a tale of beauty and precision’s chance.

Imagine the FPSO in brushstrokes divine,
A dance of blues and grays, a shimmering line,
Like morning mist over the ocean’s vast expanse,
A fleeting beauty in the industrial dance.

Just as Monet saw light’s transformative play,
I reveal the Gran Morgu in a new way,
Not just a structure of steel and might,
But a living entity in the ocean’s gentle light.

At dawn, when light kisses the vessel’s cold steel,
Transforming it into a canvas of appeal,
Impressionistic strokes blur lines so defined,
Merging engineering with nature’s kind.

Each brushstroke a celebration of human art,
A vision of balance where industry and nature depart,
The Gran Morgu, more than a vessel on the sea,
A poetic reflection of our world’s harmony.