Upon the golden stretch, where dreams are cast,
The gentle waves kiss the shore at last.
Whispering secrets of the deep, they play,
Beneath the sun’s embrace, in light’s array.

The salty breeze carries tales of old,
Of sailors brave and treasures bold.
Each grain of sand a memory cast,
Of moments fleeting, yet meant to last.

Seagulls cry, a melancholic tune,
As twilight dances with the rising moon.
Footprints fade but echoes stay,
In the heart of the beach, where time holds sway.

The stars emerge, a quilt of light,
Guiding hearts through the velvet night.
The beach, a timeless, sacred place,
Where ocean’s breath and dreams embrace.