How I came to be is a mystery,
Yet I do recall faintly,
The gentle lift of a maiden’s sleeve,
Hopeful & certain as a budding lady can be,
I am sent sailing through the breeze,
Until the sea devours me,

Tossing & turning while I descend into the abyss,
My fragile state endured,
Propelled forward by marine helpers,
What colorful companions they make!
Each had a role to take,
In the ocean’s primordial play

Pausing every now & then,
In places one may never see,
Oh Atlantis, how lonely you must be,
Long before I was bound
Within your halls of ruin & beauty

Aid came from a knowing lorelei
Sending me on my way
Narrowly escaping the Leviathan’s maw
Finally reaching a misty shore (Was it Avalon? I cannot recall),
My bottle opened at last!
By a crownless king from an age long past

Here reads:
‘The Universe, is majestic in all its lustre & shadow
And so are you'