A blurred midnight blue landscape
Opens to you with a gleaming pebble
Of gilt and affection.
As sapphire waves beat the brazen boats
Bedded on shores of a thousand stains,
Encircled by nautical carapaces of a time unseen,
Prior to the reign of oceanic potentates and
The submarine souls which now tread
Haphazardly, thirsting for an iota of freedom amidst
A home long since ravaged.
Though, memory resides of a time before then,
As the undersea flaunted its life unsullied.
The folly of man an ironic query
To which desolation retorted
In the voice of Another.