FADED FLOWERS IN THE SEA.

In depths of blue, where secrets sleep, Faded flowers their vigil keep, Once vibrant hues, now washed away, Dancing with currents, come what may. Each petal, a story, a whisper of grace, Carried by tides to a faraway place, Where dreams intertwine with the waves' gentle sigh, And the sun sets low in the vast, open sky. Once they bloomed in gardens of light, Their colors ablaze, a breathtaking sight, Roses of crimson, daisies of gold, Each one a memory, a tale to be told. But time is a thief, with its relentless flow, It steals away beauty, as we all know, Yet in this decay, there’s a lesson to learn, That life’s fleeting moments are meant to return. Petals adrift, a silent tear, Memories of sunlit days so clear, Whispers of love, carried on the breeze, Lost in the ocean’s mysteries. The sea holds their stories, their laughter, their pain, Echoes of joy, like the softest of rain, Each wave that crashes, a heartbeat, a sigh, Reminds us of love that will never truly die.