Poezja

Meters under the surface lies rocks that are rough, black and shining
where everything is caught in a twilight that trickles through from above,
where sea-grasses and bamboo gambols in the swell
when seekers with diving masks and oxygen swim still deeper,
try to decipher a broken surface that is covered in coral
and they only find rotting chests, the skeleton of an age-old ship
but when a shark passes to near a diver clings to his knife
and when it disappears from the scene again looks at the sea bed.