Ever heard the ocean murmur secrets?
I swear, like a whisper curling with salt, dancing on the waves.
Sometimes the tide carries dreams they've tucked under pearls.

And you wonder, right there in the shallow ripple,
if fish ever ponder the weather in the stars above.

Tide pools? Their messages are clearer, more honest.
Starfish? Just chilling, ambassadors of patience.

Dive deeper? Sure. Just watch out for the echoes of ancient mariners.

There’s a light above the ripples, almost like home,
guiding wayward fishes through their nocturnal musings.
Oh, and the crabs? Masters of stealth and mischief,
always up to something under moonlit dances.

Feeling the pull of the ocean now?
Have a seat on a rogue wave, you might just enjoy the ride.