BOOK OF POETRY BY WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

DEEP EMBRACE

A creature of the ocean's deep embrace,
She wears the whispers of the ancient space.
No eyes to witness the azure sky,
Yet a voice within her, like a lullaby.

In the silence of the watery expanse,
The seashell hums, in a rhythmic trance.
Her melody, a sonnet of the sea,
Echoes of tides and mystery.

Though light may fail to touch her face,
The seashell glows with an inner grace.
A luminescence, a celestial art,
Illuminating the chambers of her heart.

With every wave that crashes near,
Her voice emerges, crystal clear.
Tales of sunsets painted in the sand,
Sung by a seashell, a poet unplanned.