Crystal water and golden sand,
sunshine and peace of mind.
Such a beautiful paradise,
it’s almost easy to ignore the floating wreck
of the boat that didn’t quite make it to shore.
A solid, strong boat torn apart by a wicked storm.
Lightning and wind, waves crashing and tearing at the sails.
Until there was nothing left
Ruins floating just offshore.
Ruins I could swim to, if I really wanted.
I could save the things that are beginning to sink.
But I stay on this paradise-island.
The things that sink to the bottom of the sea:
Photographs, a journal, and a diamond ring.
Things that mermaids discover with glee:
A letter full of love and a letter full of hope.
The storm is gone now, there is no lightning and no more wind.
I could save the sinking things.
The things that will soon rest at the bottom of the sea.
But on this island, the only thing I need