The weary breeze whispered to the wave,
Tearing the foam from blue cliffs high.
He sang of night, a choice so brave,
She answered with a stormy sigh.
But all grew still, the tide went low,
Two eternal hearts beat as one.
Their secret hides in deepest glow —
A timeless pact, never undone.
The Wind and the Ocean
© Copyright: Марк Жоров, 2026
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