Waves of the Sea

Oceans roar and whisper sweet, At waters’ edge, where land does meet, The rhythm of tides, a timeless song, With every wave, we too belong.

Seagulls cry in the salt-kissed air, A dance of freedom, without a care, In the sun’s warm glow, the horizon spreads, In the depths below, the mystery threads.

The sea calls forth, a siren’s plea, In wild embrace, we’re wild and free, With every tide, our worries cease, In nature’s vastness, we find peace.

• Anna Maria Møller