Gentle waves kiss the shore,
In a dance that knows no end,
Their whispers tell ancient lore,
Of journeys and hearts they mend.

Beneath the moon’s silver light,
They shimmer and they glow,
Each wave a fleeting sight,
In the night’s tranquil flow.

The ocean’s song, a lullaby,
To those who seek its grace,
It sings of freedom, far and nigh,
In every secret place.

Waves, with their eternal rhyme,
Speak of love and time’s embrace,
In their caress, a song sublime,
Of nature’s gentle pace.