We are stones craved by the sea,
Worn smooth by waves' relentless glee.
Once jagged peaks, now worn and round,
Secrets we hold, in depths profound.

The ocean whispers, a ceaseless song,
Urging us onward, where we belong.
To distant shores, on currents tossed,
Stories etched deep, forever embossed.

Polished by tides, a timeless quest,
Yearning for beaches, where dreams find rest.
We are stones craved by the sea's embrace,
Lost in the rhythm, a restless chase.
Craved by the waves and the crests