Solitude at Dawn's Edge
In the morning's gentle hush, a lone fishing boat rests on the shore, awaiting the day's adventures beneath the awakening sky.

In the morning's gentle hush, a lone fishing boat rests on the shore, awaiting the day's adventures beneath the awakening sky.
Upon the shore where waves retreat, A lone bird stands on steady feet. With patient gaze and gentle grace, It scans the sands, a quiet chase.
Along the beach road, a few old-fashioned huts stand resilient amidst swirling sand, while the wind bends the palm trees in graceful arcs.