Description
The sandy cliffs stretch endlessly along the shoreline,
Where ancient ruins stand as silent witnesses to time.
A figure, facing away, stands upon the shore,
Eyes fixed on the horizon, longing evermore.
In the whispers of the waves and the ocean's sigh,
Lies the essence of waiting and a silent cry.
Perhaps that figure, with hope in their gaze,
Awaits a reunion beyond the bounds of days.
The shimmer of hope, like a beacon in the night,
Illuminates the space between darkness and light.