I be a male sea dragon that
Need care for eggs my mate has laid,
And find human corpse habitat
Where a nest for us I have made.
Finding a human corpse is rare,
But does submerge from air above,
Somehow a victim of despair,
But sent to us in divine love.
Over the weeks this corpse does be
A safe and nourishing domain.
And then hatches my family,
And we no longer do remain.
This flesh and bone has served us well.
Hope in heaven this soul does dwell.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem