πββqπͺΌπ¦ΉΒ°β§β π The gentle waves whisper secrets to the shore As the seashells glisten in the sunlight A symphony of colors, shapes, and textures Each one with a story to tell
The ocean breeze carries tales of distant lands Of pirates and mermaids, of shipwrecks and lost treasures The rhythm of the sea drums in my heart A lullaby from Mother Nature's own lips
I walk along the sandy shore Feeling the cool water tickle my toes A sense of peace washes over me In the presence of this vast, eternal world
I pick up a seashell, hold it to my ear And listen to the song of the sea A melody of memories, of dreams, of hopes Echoing through the chambers of my soul