Water & Enigma
Have you ever noticed how the waves seem to tell a story, each ripple a tiny mystery waiting to be unraveled?
Yes, I hear their murmurs, each crest a coded whisper that loops back on itself, the ocean holding secrets that only the patient can read.
That's the quiet place where thoughts settle, where every ripple teaches you to listen more closely to yourself.
The quiet between the waves holds the echo of your own breath, a mirror that waits for you to look back.
It’s a gentle reminder that when you pause, you hear yourself breathe, and in that pause the ocean whispers back.