Along the sandy shores we wander,
as the waves crash upon the beach,
and the salty breeze caresses our skin,
I am met with a revelation.
Just like the ancient mariners of old,
who sailed the vast expanse of the ocean,
and sought solace in the embrace of the sea,
You have appeared into my life,
and beckoned the same with open arms.
You who stands amidst the tide's gentle embrace,
not in search of treasure but of peace,
and yet exude a tranquility,
that rivals the calmest of waters.
You who dances with the foam-kissed waves one moment,
and walks with the wisdom of the ages the next,
with nary the thought or worry of time,
for there is none to dictate but the tides.
You who claims to be simply a wanderer,
yet with the moonlight reflecting in your eyes,
and guiding you along your path,
I cannot help but see you as extraordinary.
Along the sandy shores we wander,
as you reach down to collect seashells,
and invite me to share in your discovery,
I am met with a revelation.
I have found my serenity.
About the Creator
Hajra
I work as a content writer with a focus on writing random articles. I embark on a whirlwind tour through the enormous span of human knowledge and creativity as a wordsmith.
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