Against The Tide

A fleeting memory, it slips like sand through fingers, whispers to the stars.

Underneath the waves, lost are the unspoken words, yet buoyant are desires.

Reflections shift on the surface, revealing the soul's profound expanse.

Beneath the haunting moon lies a current of unfamiliar dreams waiting retrieval.

Eternity shimmers on transient moments, echoing through the endless shore.

Does the horizon bend under time's weight, or does the sky cradle the sea?

Against the tide, does serenity emerge or dissolve in nature's relentless beating heart?

We, the shipwreck hunters, navigating silently against the pull, fathom the silence.

A vessel forged by dreaming breaks free, untethered, from eternity's realm.

The eternal chorus of waves lulls the anxious heart into a dance of infinite rise and fall.