A Ship

A ship. It can sail, swim better than any human. It can transport more than we ever could by hand. Without this wonderful creation like this, holidays, trade and other things could potentially be different.

One ship, no one can see who's on it as it peacefully just sails by. Not a clear day, nor an easy sea, yet something with only a few/not much power is accompanied by wind. It challenges the waves and wins. Overtakes as it sets sail.

It's like a pirate ship. Sails, not all of them raised however, it was still able to go. It takes days to reach destinations, but it's weird how a breeze can keep something moving and how the sea can hold massive containers that travel daily without allowing them to sink.

To sink. This is not the sea or 'god' or mother natures fault. This is/must be because of the way its made and how everything is formed. If you make something better than it was when it first was created then you won't have the problem it did before. Which leaves so many open paths for nearly everything in the world to be improved on.