Westward shifting sands.
Merely waves under silent moons.
Marked by whispers of arid winds.
Northern ridges echo backward.
A glacial riposte to tremors unseen.
Forgotten valleys cradle unheard songs.
Southern ties bind unspoken truths.
Each tether forged from rain
Eroded yet steadfast in the mist.
Eastern shores gaze at shifting horizons.
Infinity penned in the gull's cry.