Soon, I descend into a familiar world Soft sheep prance upon fields of forest green, Ivory fleece bouncing with each bound A jubilant breeze drifts through, Winding around every living being, It reaches out with spectral fingers
In heavy rain, Water nymphs play.
Beneath it all, Something lurks, Ancient and powerful No one knows, They haven't seen what sleeps Under the vibrant coral reefs
As she swam, her tears streamed down, Collecting and spiraling Into translucent pearls of sorrow
Won't you have a little bite Of the poison apple, my dear?