I listen to the low howl of the ocean, Rhythmic, in sync with my pulse, The waves lash against the rocks, Their wet embrace - a fervent call.

Here, the sky descends into the sea, Bringing thunderous songs of chaos, Where every drop of rain becomes a dream, As fireworks of nature crackle with life.

Let me sink deep into the stories, That each ripple whispers, And embrace the wild!

Only here do I feel alive, Where the elemental and the machine, Collide and create new worlds to explore.

• FT Marinetti