Beneath the Deep Waters

A waterfall was there your waterfall. A dewdrop was there my dewdrop. Enchanted I fell onto your blue slide I rolled into your arms. The deep blue journey began beneath the surface of the waters beneath all the surface waters to the soft bed of your red sea. Now here many schools of little fish move their pleated coloured fins dance around us. Now here the corals have made their branches the bed of endless births of sea particles. Now here heavy bombs sleep in their final space without shrapnel. Treasures fled from the bloody scenes of war here, now, in the lap of the deep sands have made their home without a thought of returning to the war scene of the surfaces. Here silence sings with the sound of our calm breaths my love on the endless deep journey in our red heart...