The
wind caresses the blossoming flowers and leaves,
The
waves flow softly to the rhythm of the breeze;
While
he watches her from afar;
She
is more beautiful than the brightest star.
Silently,
He
glides amongst the rocks in the sea.
Slowly,
He
moves closer to better, her, see.
The
air plays with her hair,
Gently
and with a lot of care.
Oblivious,
she reads a book,
Unaware
that she’ll be caught in a hook.
‘Hello’,
he says, piercing the silence.
Startled,
she falls off the rock.
Looking
at him, her eyes sparkle like diamonds.
She
gazes silently for she is in shock.
Before
her, a handsome young man, from the water sprung,
The
words in her mouth there just hung;
Bare
at the chest he was and with a fish-tail at the end,
Fantasy
and reality, for her, seemed to blend.
‘Closer,
I cannot come,’ he said,
‘For
I am a man of the sea.’
To
the shore, he motioned his head.
Closer,
she ventured to, the Merman, see.
A
foot in the water, then the other;
It
was crystal cold, but she did not bother.
His
face, she touched, and his hair;
He
was real, not illusion, not air.
Soon
the clouds between them cleared,
And
on and on they talked
Till
the moon and stars appeared
Then,
‘Farewell’, they bid, and away she walked,
Always
turning her head to see
If
the Merman was still visible in the sea.
Tomorrow,
a new day will come,
Their
friendship has only just begun.
(My
attempt to reverse The Little Mermaid. I don't know if the rhyme may be
slightly forced, but I hope you like it)
