My story
was conceived in the water
born on the rising tide
told
by a fisherman and his boat

My story contains chapters
that intertwined like seaweeds, which
conceal the secrets of life
within the shadows that lie on the seabed 

My story grows
like other creatures under the sea
absorbs salted water
breathes the melted sunshine
and moonlight

My story
is a mystery
a mystery that displays scenarios
with anticipation, yet
unexpectation, like ever-increasing ripples
perplex
the fisherman
and his boat …