In the hush of twilight\'s glow,
Where the moon and sun bestow,
Upon the sands, a timeless dance,
Eternal tides in a symphony\'s trance.
They ebb and flow with gentle might,
Kissing the shore with pure delight.
With every kiss, a story told,
Of love and loss, of dreams unfold.
In silver threads, they weave their tale,
Of ships that sailed, of lovers frail.
They carry whispers from afar,
Of lands unseen, of souls that scar.
Yet, in their rhythm, hope resides,
A promise of eternal tides.
Through highs and lows, they never cease,
A reminder of life\'s sweet release.
Beneath the stars, they\'ll sing their song,
Of ancient echoes that belong.
To every heart that\'s touched their shore,
Forever bound, forever more.
So, let\'s embrace this ocean\'s call,
And let the tides bind one and all.
In their embrace, we\'ll find our way,
Through endless nights and sunlit days.
For as the world keeps turning \'round,
Eternal tides, a constant sound.
In harmony, they\'ll always guide,
A timeless force, forever wide.
Inkerbell