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History behind of song:
In a small seaside village where the waves met the land in an eternal rhythm, lived a young girl named Elara. She had grown up listening to stories told by ancient fishermen about the mysterious waters beyond the horizon. They said that on a certain night each year, the ocean revealed a deep secret—a place where time stood still and the souls of the departed could be felt floating on the water. Elara had always been fascinated by the sea. She would spend hours staring at the horizon, wondering what lay beyond. To her, the ocean was not just a body of water; it was a portal to something greater, something that no one in the village truly understood. Her father, an experienced fisherman, used to say that the sea had a mind of its own, and that if you listened closely, it would tell you stories that no one else knew. On one special night, marked by the brightest full moon of the year, Elara decided to explore the waters that so intrigued her. She believed the stories of her father and the other fishermen, and she wanted to see for herself if this magical place really existed. She took a small boat, rowed away from the shore, and let the current take her wherever the sea would take her.
As she moved away, the sound of the waves became softer, almost like a distant melody. The moon illuminated the surface of the water, creating a silvery glow that seemed to stretch on forever. Suddenly, Elara realized that her boat had stopped moving. The sea, which had been rough before, was now completely calm—as if she were floating in a mirror.
And then, she felt it. Something different in the air, a soft presence, almost imperceptible, but undeniably real. Looking around, Elara began to see delicate shapes emerging from the water—translucent shadows that seemed to dance lightly across the surface. They were like spirits, or perhaps memories of people who had once sailed these waters.
These floating shapes were not frightening, but peaceful. Each one seemed to tell a story, whispering secrets from the past, memories of lives lived, and dreams that never came true. Elara felt a deep connection to these presences, as if she were witnessing something sacred, a cycle of life and death that the ocean guarded so carefully. As she floated among these souls, Elara realized that the sea was not just an endless body of water. It was a guardian, a refuge for those who had passed, but also a reminder to the living that life was as vast and mysterious as the ocean itself. Time meant nothing here—only the tranquility of being suspended between two worlds, floating on the waters of a serene infinity. After a few hours, or perhaps just minutes—time here was impossible to measure—the wind began to blow again, and the shapes began to disappear. Elara knew it was time to turn back. She rowed back to the village, feeling different, more connected to something greater than herself. When she reached the shore, Elara told no one about her experience. She knew that some would not believe her, and that others might fear what she had seen. But inside her, she carried the certainty that the sea held more than fish and tides—it held memories, stories, and a peace that only those willing to float in the waters could find.
And so, Elara continued to live her life, always returning to the sea, not just to observe, but to remind herself that sometimes all we need to do is let go and float in the waters of life, trusting that somehow, everything connects.
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