Beneath the sky’s endless dome,
Lies a world of azure, salt, and foam.
An ever-moving, breathing expanse,
Where waves and currents dance.

The ocean speaks in murmurs soft,
In storms that howl, and breezes aloft.
It holds secrets in its deep embrace,
A mirror of the cosmos’ grace.

Shores are kissed by its gentle tide,
While ships of dreams upon it glide.
It cradles life in every hue,
From coral reefs to skies of blue.

The ocean’s call is wild and free,
A song of ancient mystery.
It binds the earth in watery threads,
A vast, uncharted, endless spread.