Ephemeral Coast
Reflection
In the whispers of the waves, a tale unfolds,
Of petals and fabric, young and old.
The sea's dark canvas, a mysterious hue,
A dance of orange blooms, amidst the blue.
Tangled in the mesh of translucent drape,
Lies a story of nature's fleeting escape.
The wind whispers secrets, as the waves caress,
A moment's beauty, in eternal rest.
In this fragile balance, we find our peace,
A reflection of life's transient release.
The orange flowers, like sparks of light,
Illuminate the darkness of the night.
Their delicate forms, a testament to time,
A reminder to cherish each moment's rhyme.
As the waves continue their eternal sway,
We are drawn into their soothing, dreamlike way.
In this serene and melancholic scene, we find
A connection to the world's subtle, hidden kind.