Echoes of the Ocean

Beneath the silver sheen,
Whispering tides hold tales untold,
Pulses of time etched in foam and salt,
The horizon kisses the fading sky.

Every wave a memory,
Crashing softly on the shores of dreams,
Echoes linger in spirals of mist,
Where water meets the breath of eternity.

Distant call of seagulls dance,
A ballet of wind and ancient shores,
Beneath the canopy of endless blue,
Truth murmurs softly in ocean’s embrace.

Will you walk the pathways here,
Through echoes of the whispering foam?
Listen close, for the ocean speaks,
In languages of heartbeats and stars.