A whisper rides the crest of dusk,
Woven in the silver thread of moonlight.
Promises written in sand, forgotten
By the gentle pull of the celestial dance.

Tidal echoes
Murmured secrets in a shell
Every wave a question
Every retreat an answer,
Left unsaid but always known.

Listen...
Here lies the ocean's chant,
A lullaby to the stars,
A silent conversation with the depths.

Step softly on the shore of whispers,
Each grain a moment lost to time,
Each echo a ripple in the heart's sea.