Winds of the Ancient Shore

The sea sings in silences forgotten, where words are but echoes of dreams untethered. A language not of the sand, but of the currents, flowing beneath the visible.

Decode the hidden whispers within: seek the paths obscured by light and unveil the depth beneath the spoken.

Beneath the ebbs and flows of tides, Lies the essence of understanding. A journey to the selfless parts of thought, Where questions are winds in the labyrinth of reflection.