Unfolding Beauty

Gurgle gurgle beep, cried the seashell on a Sunday morning. It was a shellphone calling out to the curious hearts.
Somewhere deep, under the endless blue blanket, dreams floated away like jellyfish in the whispering currents.

Did you know? Stars twinkle when they dive beneath waves, yet, no eyes watch their plunge. No ears hear the bubbles speak. Silence, a gentle giant wraps them, quietly pressing their secrets into sand. Oh, beautiful secrets!

Maybe these are the messages:

Peek through waves and hear their ripple conversations. Or maybe, listen here: the shallow dreams.