Tides of Serenity

Beneath the whispering waves, where the horizon bends, A figure draped in light, a vision that ascends. The sea's embrace, a symphony of grace, A soul at peace, in nature's sacred space. Her gaze, a mirror of the boundless sky, Reflects the depths of time, both near and nigh. The wind, a gentle hand, through her hair does play, A dance of freedom, in the light of day. The waves, a rhythm, eternal and true, A pulse that beats with life, both old and new. She sits, a sentinel, where earth and sea unite, A beacon of calm, in the heart of night. Her presence speaks of strength, yet soft and kind, A reminder that within us, peace we find. The tides may rise, the winds may blow, But in her stillness, we learn to grow. For in her eyes, we see our own reflection, A journey of transformation, a path of direction. The tides of serenity, they wash away, The burdens of the world, in this sacred day.