They found your watercolours and your field notes pen
A bowfin bluegill beauty in the sand
You cupped a greyling into your hand
Sea reminiscences punctuate
The blue mountains they took your breath away
Your notebook soaked, now sun-stained dry
This page is where you survive
Underwater study of the deep
Exploration of the breathtaking
Capturing precise extent of angel's wing
Sirens, bells & baby seagulls sing
For the diver
For the diver, yeah
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