Beneath the waves, where shadows lie,
The sea whispers a lullaby,
A gentle call from depths unknown,
Where souls and tides are softly sown.

The moonlit path on waters wide,
Guides lost spirits in its tide,
In every crest, a whispered breath,
A dance between the sea and death.

Gulls cry out to the endless night,
Echoes of journeys out of sight,
The sea, a cradle of silent peace,
Where life and death find their release.

In the deep, where secrets sleep,
The sea and death, a bond to keep,
Together they weave a timeless tale,
Of whispered winds and shadows pale.