Poetic Narrative:

Together they watched the growth of the coral seas,

The elements that were forged like underwater stones and trees.

Theirs is a bond of unspoken unity,

One born of a natural and mutual harmony.

Each has their role,

Their duty to the other.

It helps keep a balance destined by the mother.

There was no sign nor call to side,

It somehow seems they have always been there for the ride.

We are a team,

Even if it may not look like it at the seam.

We’ve travelled far upon the open flow,

Tropical waters washing over our gills, the way your cool winds blow.

We did not mark on a dotted line,

But it is still known that they are friends of mine.

They keep me company,

Sometimes two or three, sometimes many.

Navigating, traversing and swimming with ease,

My striped shadows and I co-pilot the seas.

©Mahdhav Sarna