Infinite depths of unknowns
We can’t see,
Do you take the chance?
What’ll it be?

The current pulls you into
An open mind,
Watering eyes from
The waves of brine.

Deep down under,
It reveals the truth.
And rips it back out with
A tide or two

Can you withstand your
Filling billows?
Or must you come up
To your comfortable pillows?