Reflections on the Rocks

Somewhere beneath the fabric of our peaceful waves, lies the remnants of a world once speeding towards its own destinies. Plates embedded in the endless deep, the cryptic messages of a sea-imbued civilization whisper like the passing currents. We often forget, clinging to vapors above our heads, the reassuring weight of water keeping our thoughts aligned with the earth's unmet desires.

It is amidst this eternal ebb and flow that the boundaries blur—the relic stories passed down under moonslong cycles, tattoos etched onto the faces of rocks guarding our shores, eternal witnesses to transient humankind. These borders once clear, now turn murky under waves of chronology.

Dreams are bound when they touch the water's edge, colliding among grains of sand. They meander until reshaped—or reborn—by those who might yet come searching.