Above The Ocean Floor

What lies behind us, and what lies before us are tiny matters compared to what lies within us

Ralph Waldo Emerson

Seaweed scatters across the sandy plains;

Earth’s reflection shining back at me.

In the sun’s rays, I reminisce;

Thinking of my past, the longing for youthful innocence;

The visiting of old people and places;

To stand there and relive the pain;

Again and again;

As to be human is to feel, to hurt, to ponder.

Hold a flower too tightly in your palms,

And it withers away. 

Watch its beauty from afar, that essence is immortalised.

I’ve often heard of one opening Pandora’s box;

But I think rediscovering Atlantis is a better metaphor;

For Atlantis once existed before it was swallowed by the sea;

Timeless stories woven into its history;

Like the threads of memory embedded into a mortal life.

Dive deep enough and you’ll find all that is forgotten;

But never lost.