Rock Bottom

I sat at Rock Bottom
On sharp beds of coral.
As schools of fish went by.
Came a curious one,
He was pygmy in size,
He came to float by my side.

(He spoke)
”This is no place for man
God has gifted you land,
And to us he has given the sea.”

Can’t you see? 
I’m sat at Rock Bottom.

”You have taken my home
As Pelagian throne, 
But leviathans circle around.
For a terrible snake
With its mouth all agape,
I have seen just beyond the light’s bound.”

All this terror here bores me, come take my life too. 
For this watery grave I have chosen.
To sink in this bliss, all alone in abyss.
A new womb I will make of the ocean.

”And why remain? I find it most strange? There’s no wish for the surface?
In the night, if I muster the spirit, I swim up to escape my durance.
And I stare in all awe of that heavenly maw
And the hercu'lan feat of the stars in their sheaths
And my head  it will crest and my gills scream for breath
till my body falls into the current.”

There is nothing up there, just all pain and despair.
I am tossed from extreme to another. 
And the furies they find, and they scorn and they bind,
And old Achlys pulls deep and she covers.

(He paused)
”You are stronger than I, and here untouched by tides.
While I’m tossed by tempestuous motion.
When I’m thrown to extremes in the oceanly streams
I found freedom to drift in devotion.”