Echoes of the Ocean
Waves crash against the rugged cliffs, A symphony of tumbling sound, The ocean’s voice, strong and fierce, Whispers secrets of the profound.
With each retreat, it paints the shore, In foamy trails, a fleeting mark, Reflecting all that is untamed, The vastness held within the dark.
From this edge of earth, I gaze afar, Into horizons where skies collide, And in the salty breeze, I am free, Drifting like dreams upon the tide.
- Torrenti Orazio