Within the last four days
My heart began to sink,
Connected to an anchor
By a thick steel chain.
It was thrown overboard by an old widow,
The unhappiest kind of people.
The saltwater stings
Where the metal ring had tugged,
Stinging.
My heart has finally reached
The coral on the sea floor,
It was rough and scraped deeply,
But it settled comfortably into the bed.
My heart stares up
From its place at the floor.
The rays of sun came down through the water,
Each time a fish would swim by
The ribbon of light would be interrupted,
When the fish had passed by
The light would reach the sea floor once again.