The Shell (Lost at Sea)

A simple gesture
You handed me a shell you found
Far from any body of water
It was out of place
My judgment began to blur
I quivered with my muscles astir
This empty little home from the ground
With no occupant around
I kept the shell like pirate treasure
Wondering what this gift did infer
But there was only a smile on my face

I listened to the ocean
With the shell to my ear, I heard
Us, out at sea, our adventure began
The ship did not seem to float; it flies
Across the water my eyes did always scan
You at my side, a face so genuine
Something shrilled out like a dying bird
“Help!” was the only recognizable word
We rushed to the sound, as fast as the boat can
To someone drowning; I reached out a hand
I was looking into my own eyes

I never listen to the shell anymore
It is now back where it belongs
Because now at sea, the rain will pour
And everything is upside-down
But I sometimes leave the shore
Wondering alone like an unsolved metaphor
The whales fly along, singing sad songs
Melodies trying to right the wrongs
My boat sits in the sky, an unwanted visitor
You struggle to swim in the vast, blue corridor
In the clouds, you drown