Echoes of the Soul
The moon hangs low, a silver crescent in twilight's glow,
Its gentle light reveals a soul in woe.
In shadows deep, where silent whispers blend,
I confess my pain, seeking solace to mend.
The world dissolves beneath the waves' soft crash,
Where time stands still and darkness pass.
The ocean hums a tune so calm and pure,
Its secret whispers soothe and reassure.
Stars above, like guides in the darkened sea,
Takes me back to where my heart feels free.
In stillness found beneath the sky’s wide dome,
My spirit anchors, and I find my home.
A quite peace, like calm after a storm,
Wraps around me, a quiet, gentle form.
The waves' soft lullaby rocks me to sleep,
In the endless blue, my soul’s secrets keep.
In the ocean’s depth, where serenity roams,
I am forever weaved, my soul finds its eternal home.
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