Betrayed Coral

"Swim with the fishes," they sang,
beneath skies of shimmering dreams.
But then, the quiet coral sighed.

The seaweed told stories,
of voices lost like dandelion fluff.
Listen closer, listen deeper;
whispers beg to be remembered.

"They left footprints," murmurs a reef-bound spirit,
"But we were always here, hiding in plain sight."

Secrets of the Ocean
Crimson Glimpse