Beneath the waves where shadows dwell,
The sea whispers tales it cannot quell.
Of lives once vibrant, now at rest,
In the ocean’s cradle, they find their nest.

The salty air, a melancholic breeze,
Carries whispers of ancient seas.
Where sailors brave and ships once grand,
Now lie buried beneath the sand.

The sea, a vast and endless grave,
Holds secrets of the bold and brave.
Their stories lost to time’s embrace,
Yet in the waves, they find their place.

So when you hear the ocean’s song,
Remember those who’ve journeyed long.
For in the depths, both dark and deep,
The sea and death their vigil keep.