The oceans pulse is a measured beat
Drawing the moon into its retreat
Its whispers rise then softly fade
A hymn to the world the depths have made
Beneath the waves shadows drift slow
Carrying tales from the undertow
The current moves with ancient grace
Unfolding stories of time and space
Coral towers bloom in the night
A hidden world out of sight
Its echoes travel faint but near
A song of wonder quiet and clear
Above the surface winds may scream
But the deep hums softly as in a dream
Its rhythm eternal calm yet steep
A boundless melody echoes deep