Under a somber sky's dark veil,
The ocean exhales a sorrowful gale.
Its waves whisper secrets, softly and low,
Concealing mysteries in the depths below.

No sunlight illuminates its troubled face,
Only shadows racing in a silent, darkened space.
The winds wail a haunting melody,
Under the watchful gaze of the moon's pale sea.

The waters churn with the weight of pain,
Reflecting the world's dark, troubled refrain.
Yet, deep within its depths, a quiet cry,
Echoes the longing heart of the boundless, darkened sky.

For even in its darkest, most troubled night,
The ocean yearns for dawn's radiant, golden light,
To dispel the shadows with a warm, fiery glow,
And rekindle hope in hearts that falter and grow slow.