Whispers of the Shore

Can you hear the gentle breeze?

Whispers of peace in the trees.

Calming the turmoils, softly singing,

Flowing through the air, the sweet relief it brings.

Look at the water, silently it’s coming,

Little waves tickling, the shore’s gently humming.

Footprints leaving, stories in the sand,

Back to the shore, flowing hand in hand.

Oh, diamonds sparkling on the surface bright,

Reflecting dreams from the starlit night.

In the daytime, they dance and shine,

While the wind whispers, "Everything's divine."

But look, the wind's is speeding up,

Waters rushing, can you feel the rush?

Breeze's freezing touch, warm hearts now fading,

Clouds darkening, each moment invading.

Thunder roars, waves push and pull,

Diamonds sunken in the storm’s cruel lull.

When will it last? The waves might tell,

In the rhythm of nature, all’s well.

Oh, diamonds sparkling on the surface bright,

Reflecting dreams from the starlit night.

In the daytime, they dance and shine,

While the wind whispers, "Everything's divine."

Then the winds soothing, take the pain away,

The shore is ready, for another day.

Nature’s cycle, serene and free,

In the gentle breeze, we find harmony.