Underwater skies - we are trying to fly
Out of deep blue life - failing time by time

I know there is the sun
For I see net of specks on sand,
It rays through satin waves
…If only I could reach surface (so fasce…)

Fascinating dells
Highlighted dunes of sand
Air sparks attend my flight
Upon the heaving bents
Going down for a whit of ground
Then I turn to ascend
To my Underwater Skies
Leaving my promised land… in…

Dire desire, falling high
When we feel we are going higher
Falling up is submerging either
Out of breath we are diving above
Way to go? Time will show
When we feel our lungs are at fire
We are on the search of respire
Out of breath we are falling above
Way to go? Time will show

Silver runs dart in and out
Through swaying copse
Colors do reward the lack of sound
Of corall open-works

(Dedicated in memory of Gerald Durrell)