Sea Secrets Poem by Liilia Talts Morrison

Where breathes the soul so jaded, cold
who cannot feel a thrill
when first submerging in a world
so deep so dark so still
so bountiful with teeming life
of barnacles and shells
in colors bathed with liquid light
and flowing seaweed spells?

Who has returned from their first dive
without the contraband
of secret sea floor treasure troves
a love affair unplanned
well hid from those who walk on land
well hid within the hearts
of underwater buccaneers
that sets these thieves apart?