The Ocean Whispers
The silent ripples
overwrite the echoes of the forgotten
Histories uncertain, their palimpsests
like the shifting seashells upon
the night's shadowed shore.
Yet listen
beneath this umbra
And hear tales unspoke.
The ink bleeds here
as memory corrodes like brine.
Descend
into the silent abyss,
where truth sleeps
beneath its salty bed.