There exists a place where the cosmos kisses the horizon;
Where stars bleed into the tide, and winds whisper the secrets of galaxies untamed.
The ocean weeps, caught in the rapture
Of celestial shores unseen through mortal eyes—it speaks,
Shimmering scales among cascading waltzing waves,
Illuminating the unwavering abandon
Of light threading quietly along the sand.
The footprints you left behind weave intricate destinies
Etched alongside solitudes kindred to dreams.
Embracing the delirium the night bestows, you pour
Into every grain the hope of cosmic reunion.