The silky waves at the shore,
Witness a splendid galore.
Varieties of human in different strides,
Walking barefoot in the sand side by side.
White froth wiggles up and down,
With lots of laughter and no frown.
It draws energy from the sun,
The waves, so called always won.
Few had inspiring stories to share,
Others had sad stories to declare.
The men and women as perfect soulmates,
Exchange their views, share and wait.
Every evening at the shore,
The waves drew closer and more.
The silky waves at the shore,
Witness a splendid galore.
They go and strive for a peaceful sleep,
From the terrific stories it heard so deep.
Until the moon comes, there is restless,
The white light emerge, the silence is endless.
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