My dear fish I lost direction
Miss your guidance it was easy
To follow you your wanderlust
Blindly grinning behind bubbles
You created flapping fins
Afore my eyes shiny globules
Hauling me to nowhereland.

Entrancing silvery reflections
Of that distant white dot we so mused upon
From the depths so far above the surface
Immense expanses over and under
I miss the cradling water our insouciance
The lightheartedness of our playful existences
The constant marvel, the awe.

Where I am now there is darkness
Somberness even beneath the brightness
Of that distant white dot not so distant
Where I am now it does not glitter it burns
Where I am now it is not gentle it hurts
Where I am now it feels as if it is angered
I fear it thinks it is pointless

To shine the light any longer.

Creatures around me have surrendered
Humming faint distress calls into the vastness
Of noisiest nothingness there is emptiness
In the unbreathable air it feels like anguish
Sorrow and gloom sucked out all the oxygen
The globe seems devoid of wonder
No one awes anymore afore glorious abundance

Gratitude has been lost in disenchantment
Hope fell in the well of apathy and resignment
Love a grandiose feeling of the past
Peace a dreamy illusion all ceased to seek
Focused on the misery of ugliness
All have become oblivious to the mightiness
Of the magnificent generous marvelling beauty

Of our abode.

[Featured painting: Sea fads by Privedentsev Gennady]