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点击复制She was born in the hush of tides
A spark of light cradled by waves
Rooted in stone breathing the sea
Her heart pulsed with the rhythm of salt
Years painted her with the color of storms
She learned to be silent in the roar
Not asking for wings to rise above
But for strength to remain through every gale
She watched ships fade into distance
Sails dissolving into the silver mist
Yet never envied the boundless skies—
She believed stillness could reach eternity
Then one dawn
A swallow swept across the horizon
Its shadow brushed her quiet soul
And she knew—flight is not only for the wind
No longer did she fear the ebb
Nor the nights of lonely tide
Within her shell a new world stirred
A migration written in the heart
She never truly left the sea
Yet her spirit soared beyond the waves
Tears of salt turned into pearls of song
She and the swallow—born for freedom’s name
Fate gave her the rock to cling
And the courage to gaze at the sky;
Between attachment and release
She lived as wave as dream as light
If there’s another life to come
She’ll be again a heartbeat of the ocean
Drowned by time yet never dim—
That is the barnacle swallow’s hymn:
Born of sea winged by dream
Silent steadfast eternal as love