Luminous Elegance
Reflection
In the depths where light dares to tread,
Two ethereal forms drift, a dance of grace.
Their bodies, soft and pulsating,
A symphony of pink and white,
A testament to the ocean's silent embrace.
Each tentacle whispers a story,
Of currents unseen and mysteries untold.
They are the guardians of the abyss,
Guiding the lost souls with their radiant glow.
In their presence, time stands still,
A moment frozen in the vast blue expanse.
They remind us of our own fragility,
Yet they exude a strength that defies the deep.
Their beauty is not just in their form,
But in the hope they carry,
A beacon for those who seek solace,
In the vastness of the unknown.
For in their gentle sway,
We find our own rhythm,
A reminder that even in darkness,
There is light to guide us home.