With scales like emeralds, eyes like ocean pearls,
Kelpsea emerges, where coral cities unfurl.
No playful swimmer, nor predator of the deep,
But siren of the ocean, lulling souls to sleep.
Through kelp forests swaying, her form a graceful dance,
Leaving trails of bubbles, a mesmerizing trance.
Her voice, a haunting melody, on currents softly blown,
Beckoning lost sailors, to a watery, unknown.
But beneath the beauty, a wisdom vast and old,
Holds secrets of the ocean, stories yet untold.
For Kelpsea remembers, the dawn of tidal song,
When harmony reigned, where right and wrong belonged.
So approach with caution, near the siren’s gentle call,
Respect the lullaby, where mysteries enthrall.
Offer not capture, but a yearning to explore,
And Kelpsea’s secrets, might rise once more.
With whispers carried on the ocean’s calming sigh,
She tests your spirit, in the depths where shadows lie.
For the siren’s trust, isn’t easily claimed,
It seeks a worthy heart, with passion untamed.
Then, in the dance of sunlight and bioluminescent gleams,
The siren’s melody unfolds, from its ancient dreams.
She shares the knowledge, of ocean’s ebb and flow,
Of cycles ever turning, where life begins to grow.
And as the surface breaks, and sunlight paints the waves,
Kelpsea fades away, a memory that saves.
But in your heart, her song will remain,
A whisper of the ocean, whispered through the rain.
So close your eyes, beneath the moonlit tide,
Let Kelpsea’s spirit, forever be your guide.
For in the depths of wonder, where secrets softly gleam,
The siren of the depths, will forever watch your dream.