Glistening tides of unwavering constancy, where the echo of a seagull's song fades into an endless murmur. Remember the tides, always remember, they never forget, but they don't seem to care either. The sea shushes softly, a broken record of ripples and rhapsodies.
Warnings etched in sand by the careless wind: Beware, or don't. A sailor's lament in an echo chamber, a persistent whisper on repeat, like your uncle's stories at family gatherings.
The ocean is patient, it is indifferent... Repeat, repeat, repeat.
Waves crash on the shore, then retreat. A cycle, a dance, a melody of monotonous beauty. Ever sought, ever displaced, the ultimate irony of a saltwater serenade. Pause not, just persevere.