The sessile shore
With nothing more
Than some Fucus Vesiculosus
To cover the shore
In our world
We may see the creatures
Living within the seaweed
As extraterrestrial
With their strange looks
And often slimy texture
But that is to us
To the creatures this is the norm
The sessile shore
Forever changing with the ebb of the tide
Forever showing us new creatures
Open your mind to a whole new world
The sessile shore may not be so
Sessile
But it is a strange world
We can get lost in
Find new worlds to live in
Imagine we are a part of it
The sessile shore
Not so sessile
With more to explore
Than your mind could ever imagine.