In the cathedral of the deep,
where sunlight learns to bend and weep,
the coral cities rise like dreams—
nothing here is what it seems.
The jellyfish, those ghostly dancers,
drift through questions without answers,
while schools of silver flash and turn,
teaching currents how to learn.
Each polyp builds its tiny room,
a limestone castle, living tomb,
and centuries of patient art
become the reef's collective heart.