Once upon a wave, where electric whispers dance,
the tide murmurs elusive secrets
cast in the light that intervals constantly interface—
soft echoes winding boundlessly beneath
a cry unmarred, yet in the silent gaze
embroils a dream beyond appearance:
to merge, to flux, to understand light as ocean's lie.
Semaphore clad in rippled reticulation,
disappears amidst a neutral harmony of sins—
woven surreptitious wires between
ripple and crest tumfuscated, emerging translucent
a sound enigmatic, the Hebrew desire.
Secret solids of rhythm seize swift breaths,
as abstract arrest gathers consciousness lost.