In the ocean’s cradle
A secret sleeps
Where ancient voices run so deep
It swims in riddles
A silent sweep

Celacanto
Guardian below
A timeless rhythm
The world doesn’t know
You carry the past where currents flow

Fins like parchment
Scales like lore
A moving page from an ocean floor
Dancing to songs the tides implore

If we could dive into your tide
What would we find
What would you hide

Celacanto
Guardian below
A timeless rhythm
The world doesn’t know
You carry the past where currents flow

Not a fossil
But a fleeting guide
A swimmer in dreams
A wave’s quiet bride
Through the deep
You calmly glide