The stillness of oceanic thought mirrors the depth of the soul. To truly see, one must look beyond mere surface ripples and dive into the cold embrace of eternal patience.
Existence itself is a reflection; a subtle play of light on edges imperceptible. It whispers: "The known world is only shadow against an unfathomable abyss."
Seek kinship, though, in the solitary glean of the unseen. The shell comforts the soundless secrets, lush with yearning currents. For when words fail, these distances breathe, painting dreams with vibrant silence.
In sentiment porous and time entwining, know that release is the absence of adherence. A realm beyond horizons awaits those who wander not forward nor back, but within.