StephanePellennec

White sands whisper secrets in the morning tide, Palm trees swaying like they're dancing in time. A breeze like a lullaby drifts through the air, And I walk alone, leaving footsteps laid bare. I came to this shore with a heart half-healed, Chasing echoes of things I’d rather not feel. The sun caught my shadow and pulled me inside, Where memory and saltwater freely collide. But something about this silence speaks— More than the words I could ever seek. Take me where the ocean dreams, Underneath the sky that gleams. Let the tide erase the past, Make these fragile moments last. On this island, I am free, Just the wind, the waves, and me. I’m not lost—I’m where I’m meant to be. Coconuts fall like forgotten plans, Washed out stories etched in the sand. The rocks don’t judge what the water knows, They stay grounded while everything flows. And every breath I take out here Washes away the pain and fear. Take me where the ocean dreams, Underneath the sky that gleams. Let the tide