In the cradle of a starlit ocean, whispers dance upon the waves,
each ripple a memory, sculpted from echoes of a time unseen.
Beneath the constellation's watchful gaze,
the sea breathes a nocturne, a lullaby to the cosmos.
Here, silence speaks in sonnets, woven through the tides,
a tapestry of dreams adrift, lost to the shore's embrace.
Would you walk the line where sea meets sky,
and find solace in the void's unyielding expanse?