The Shoreline

Where water meets land, and silence meets sound.

Calm meeting of sea and land; a thin edge of foam and long horizon.
We return again to the same edge, changed but unbroken.

Here the world balances — water meeting land, silence meeting sound. Every friendship finds its own tide. We return again and again to the same edge, changed but unbroken.


Here the world balances — water meeting land, silence meeting sound.
Every friendship finds its own tide.
We return again and again to the same edge, changed but unbroken.

The shoreline remembers every step,
yet it does not cling to them.
Each wave writes its translation of the same story —
love spoken, then softened,
so it can be heard again.