Unknown beings
To our poor sight
They dissipate into the waters
And play by our sides.

Waves like ocean's arms
Extended to touch the air
Breaking the heart of stone
Where their whispers can be heard.

And talk about their plot
In most ancient secrets
With the nymphs.
Nereid's.

In the coast they screen
The sand from our feet.
In it our destiny's fate
under the seas, is cast.

Their magic sleepy whisper
Mixture in it's flowing
Touching our fear.
Killing anxiety, in its own kingdom.