The ocean’s waves crash on the shore, A rhythmic pulse, forevermore, In salty air, the breezes roam, Each crest a whisper, calling home. In vastness deep, where freedom waits, Nature’s wonder ignites our fates.
- John Maynard Keynes
The ocean’s waves crash on the shore, A rhythmic pulse, forevermore, In salty air, the breezes roam, Each crest a whisper, calling home. In vastness deep, where freedom waits, Nature’s wonder ignites our fates.