Beneath the moonlit sky so vast,
The sea whispers tales of the past.
Its waves, a lullaby of endless grace,
Caress the shores in a tender embrace.
The stars above, they softly gleam,
Reflecting dreams within the stream.
Each ripple dances to the tune,
Of the sea’s eternal, mystic rune.
In the depths, secrets lie,
Of ancient mariners passing by.
Their stories etched in coral and sand,
Woven by the sea’s gentle hand.
Oh, the sea, a boundless muse,
Inspiring hearts with shades of blues.
Forever whispering, forever free,
The soul of the timeless, endless sea.