A drop in the ocean
A tadpole in a clutch
Rather insignificant
Does not mean much

They say in the sea
There are plenty of fish
Busy with their lives
Oh how I wish

To find somebody
Who feels like home
Cast a line,
And wait there alone

A frog out of water
Ship without its sail
Croaking an incomplete chord
Along a minor scale

Penned by my hand on the 2nd of Phaestian, in the year 1001 AF.