The sound of the crashing waves

Keeps me at bay

With a pound of thunder

As the sound gets greater

I wait until later to come around

The sun goes down

I wonder off to the crystal waters

Trying not to drown

I fall under the gentle waves

All is gone from the sky

I'm left with dark caves surrounding me

Dawn has arrived

There are plenty of sharks below me

I've marked their territory

The surface is unseen yet so away

Until I see a spark of crystals above

A glove reaching to save me

I'm pulled up over the arc of the boat

I'm saved at last.