The sound of stars fading into dreams
The ink of cosmic rivers, wrapping time in spirals
Gentle symphonies, derailed into silence.
Listen closely, as shells shatter under footing
They echo the melodies that were never composed,
Written secretively by the weeping tide.
Somewhere within the rhythm, lies the forgotten chant
Of oceans that spoke in orchestrated calmness,
A harmony unspoken, yet undeniably heard.