In the murmur of the tides,
where the echo meets horizon's edge,
lies a symphony of whispers forgotten,
nestled in the recesses of dreaming waves.
Shadows dance upon silvered water,
casting nets of lunar lace,
as the moon spills
secret harmonies into azure voids.
Winding currents sing stories untold—
of mariners lost in reverie,
searching for prisms in twilight's arch,
where horizons echo distant shores.
Harrowing yet sublime,
the horizon stretches an embrace,
inviting the cadence of chilled breaths,
woven together in fragile echoes.
Find another shore: Echoes From The Sand
Drift into the depths: Deeper Fathoms Whispering