The Sage Watches the Seventy Ships

From A0.7, Praise to the Prophet and His Companions. It illustrates A0.7.15–21:

A0.7.15
The wise have called this world a restless deep,Whose waves the unseen winds forever sweep.
A0.7.16
On it sail seventy great ships in all,Their masts upreared, their sails hung broad and tall.
A0.7.17
One broad ship, like a bride adorned, went by,Bright-figured as the rooster’s shining eye.
A0.7.18
Mohammad is within it, Ali too,His Wasi and the Prophet’s household true.
A0.7.19
The sage who watched that sea could see no shore,No bottom to it, and no ocean floor.
A0.7.20
He knew the waves would strike; he knew that noneWould come out from that drowning, no, not one.
A0.7.21
He said in heart: “If drowning be my lot,Prophet and Wasi leave me friendless not.