In the ocean’s cradle A secret sleeps Where ancient voices run so deep It swims in riddles A silent sweep Celacanto Guardian below A timeless rhythm The world doesn’t know You carry the past where currents flow Fins like parchment Scales like lore A moving page from an ocean floor Dancing to songs the tides implore If we could dive into your tide What would we find What would you hide Celacanto Guardian below A timeless rhythm The world doesn’t know You carry the past where currents flow Not a fossil But a fleeting guide A swimmer in dreams A wave’s quiet bride Through the deep You calmly glide