The Eternal Chorus

In the cradle of uncharted depths,
where stars hum their buried secrets,
waves of quiet syllables dance
upon the silk horizon's edge.

Crescendo of whispers, intertwining echoes,
unraveling myths in nebulous folds;
a symphony in forgotten tides,
caressing the shores of tomorrow.

Beyond the sight of tethered minds,
a luminous dream echoes—
in the dalliance of foam and air,
touch the sky, behold the sea.

Seek the tides of distant light,
where realities blend, us—
where waves speak
the language of stars.

Wander Into The Abyss
DreamWaves Echo