I can hear the alarm ringing,
only this time it had me snoozing,
it was only my hands that were moving,
like I was in deep-sea holding my breath while swimming.

Seahorses they were everywhere,
patted me to cheer me up even as they were in pair,
asked me to swim deeper if I needed air,
I would just listen as if I was in their care.

Deep-sea was dark until I see a brilliant shimmer,
think to myself there is always light somewhere you just dig deeper,
a bloom of jellyfish saw me out of breath to pick me up as I was no swimmer,
the light from the other side of the ocean was enough to keep my hopes glimmer.

Confused I was as there was now land below the sea,
a new world that I am yet to explore and see,
seahorses turned into real horses and galloped with me free,
told me there is always light at the end if you keep your faith in thee.

Sail with me onto the dreamy

Blackened waters evermore

Miles from the distant shore

Another world to call our own.


Perhaps there is no planet here,

No tranquil steppe to this precipitous realm

Where the pressure aches the whole way down

Weightless of a thousand atmospheres


My brain quakes a broken stone,

Transparent eyes in no place

This etherized abyss communicates

A world embarked from the known


Deeper, deeper must we go

Through the darkened deep thorough

A gift of its own; this fathomless dome

A grounding place to guide us home


A thousand times climb below,

A million spheres by stars unknown

And yet every night in moonlit sight

I swim from shore, a stolen beau


On fog-filled days I do not see

Time comes to pass without a scene

To skip along that broken sea

And return to toiling soils


For when the weather agrees, a diving odyssey

Where I sojourn that boundless time;

With a murky message from the void that pines

To a solemn soul's menagerie


Socketed-shapes rapidly move to trace

The walls of my sailing-quarter

Eyes wide-shut in dumbstruck horror

In the darkness; my pale face


Drowning in the pitch

Dismembered hands claw for the portal

In that frozen furled, immortal

Blind fringes skitter deep-dark fish


One day into this place I will sink

And of the land cease to think

To call unto other curious souls

From that eternal deep below