The ocean is like a boundless mirror, 

The cries of seagulls echo through the sea, 

The fish are caught by the bitter fisher. 

The rolling waves are tranquil and serene, 

A tapestry of blue beneath the sky, 

The sun reflects its golden light with grace, 

The tide will shift, yet never will they lie, 

Eternal rhythms in their steady pace. 

A world of wonder, vast and full of might, 

Where dreams are tossed like driftwood on the shore. 

The moon’s soft glow brings secrets to the night, 

As currents whisper tales of ancient lore. 

In every crest and through, a story flows, 

The ocean’s heart in endless motion grows.