From the depths of the darkness, mingled with light,
it sways with rhythm through inscrutable depths
to unreachable heights.
The weight of the ocean cannot compress
its resolute foliage onto the ground.
It rises and fights through the unholy blue
against being drowned.
There is hope in the seaweed.
Watch it wrestle and stretch for a firm lily pad
to anchor itself to the surface of heaven—
the life it once had.