Within the curling corridors of the sea’s whispered breath,
where echoes find refuge in the conch's clasped embrace,
wander lost souls, shadows in search of their light.
Listen, oh seeker, to the melody woven in tides,
a song sung by stars scattered across the deep.
The soul's journey is written in the silent echoes.
As you tread the winding paths beneath the moon's gaze,
feel the heartbeat of the labyrinth beneath your footsteps,
for every step is a story, every shadow a memory.
Beneath the surface of endless blue, lies the heart,
a cryptic riddle wrapped in seaweed and salt,
waiting for the one who holds the key of dreams.
So wander carefully, dear traveler,
for every labyrinth is a mirror,
reflecting the soul's hidden desires.