I’ve watched the tides dance to a rhythm that feels like the night sky in reverse, swell and ebb in sync with moon phases, as if the sea is humming the same lullaby that the stars whisper. Sometimes I close my eyes, let the waves wash over me, and I swear I hear a pattern in the swell— a slow, steady beat that matches the cadence of the constellations above. It’s almost as if the ocean is echoing the universe back to us.