In the quiet dance of ocean’s grace,
Turtles glide with ancient pace,
Through waters deep and skies so wide,
They carry stories time can’t hide.

On sandy shores where waves embrace,
Their gentle paths leave a trace,
Of journeys long and dreams so vast,
In every step, the echoes last.

Beneath the moon’s soft, silver light,
They whisper secrets of the night,
In shells that hold the ocean’s song,
A melody both pure and strong.

Guardians of the deep blue sea,
In their eyes, eternity,
With every stroke, they teach us well,
The art of life, in every shell.