His shadow dance continues without stopping, elegantly drawing the ocean. With silk tentacles, he will search every corner for a new fragrance.
He fades into darkness, a master of camouflage, a dream in the tide. His life is created as he navigates among corals and algae with his curious eyes.
The force of the sea, an ancient echo, an ancestral bond, pulses in the octopus. In his home, under the stars, he will sigh in his salty embrace.
This unique being weaves stories in the ocean, like an endless poem. In his eternal dance, he will breathe, the octopus, poet of the vast spring.