The soft clear water was washing her feet,
Her heart was filled in with air.
It was tearing inside as she stood on the edge:
Never still, never calm, never fade.
The fresh spicy wind rushed into her lungs,
Took the hair away from her face.
And nothing she felt but the forces of life,
Her belonging to infinite space.
As she sank in the deep, liquid poured into eyes.
It was warm down here and she felt with her heart:
She was born from the water
And she came from the Sea.
"Will you stay here forever?", idle navy waves asked.
"It is stronger than me", bubbles flowed from her mouth.
Here, under the Sea, where the Sun sparkles dimmer,
Rosie's lungs let in water and got rid of the air.
