Where Waters Whisper

Between two worlds the highway flows,

Where sea-song meets the river’s prose.

Waves kiss the shore in tender grace,

While time slips by, a silent trace.

Each curve a memory shaped by tide,

Each breeze a whisper you can’t hide.

The road moves on, yet moments stay—

In hearts that paused along the way.

Not just a path where waters meet,

But a quiet place where hearts skip a beat

Is it just land and water’s play?

Or is it where lost souls find their way?