Seas, sea salt,
see the walls.
The sea-foam
calls, siren-song,
a wail to find
one that belongs.
Coral halls,
shell-friezes,
murals,
it all speaks
volumes
of the lonely
Sea Queen.
Her tears are lost
in the waves,
the sea…
lost in it all.
©️ Obol, 2018-2019.