Unknown beings To our poor sight They dissipate into the waters And play by our sides. Waves like ocean's arms Extended to touch the air Breaking the heart of stone Where their whispers can be heard. And talk about their plot In most ancient secrets With the nymphs. Nereid's. In the coast they screen The sand from our feet. In it our destiny's fate under the seas, is cast. Their magic sleepy whisper Mixture in it's flowing Touching our fear. Killing anxiety, in its own kingdom.