Tides of Solitude

Beneath the vast expanse of sky, where whispers of the sea entwine, A solitary figure stands, a soul in silent rhyme. The waves, a symphony of grace, crash upon the shore, While the horizon stretches wide, a canvas of the more. Her gaze is fixed upon the distant, where the land meets the deep, A journey of the heart, where dreams and memories keep. The monochrome world speaks in tones of shadow and light, A testament to the soul's eternal, unyielding fight. The rocks, like sentinels of time, stand firm and bold, While the distant figures fade, a fleeting, transient hold. The woman's dress, a pattern of life, dances with the breeze, A symbol of resilience, where the past and present tease. The sky, a canvas of clouds, mirrors her inner state, A blend of serenity and the weight of her fate. The sea, a mirror of the soul, reflects her silent plea, For answers in the vastness, where the horizon meets the sea. This is a journey of the self, a path of introspection, Where the tides of solitude wash away the distraction. In this moment, she finds her truth, in the stillness of the scene, A testament to the strength of the human spirit, serene.