Tides of Serenity

Beneath the whispering waves, a soul dances bare, A woman in the rhythm of the ocean's care. Her dress, a canvas of pink and blue, flows free, A symphony of colors where the wild winds be. Each step she takes is a brushstroke of grace, A dance with the tide, a timeless embrace. The sun kisses her skin, a golden embrace, While the sea hums a lullaby, a gentle chase. Her hair, a cascade of light, dances in the breeze, A crown of freedom, where the wild winds please. Her gaze, a mirror of the horizon's vast, A window to the soul, where the heart finds its last. This is not just a moment, but a journey's start, A transformation where the spirit takes part. In the tides of serenity, she finds her ground, A beacon of peace, where the wild and the found, Merge into one, a story untold, A silent song where the heart is bold. For in the dance of the sea and the shore, Lies the essence of who we are, forevermore.