The sea, an endless poem of life,
Where sparkling lights
drift and breathe free,
An ethereal pulse,
the ocean’s dream,
Flowing in rhythms deep and blue.
Here,
in the currents’ gentle embrace,
One feels the power,
alive and pure,
Immersed within this vast sea realm,
As if on the floor of the deep,
looking up—
To the ocean’s grandeur,
vast and calm.
A dream takes form
in this boundless shell,
A shield, a womb,
secure and true,
Guarding its essence,
silent yet strong,
Against the world,
to grow and bloom.