Mantra rays

I cannot be a life buoy
But show you how to swim
When to float on Spring tide
To catch the next wave in

I'll make quick work of sunrise
Point you to due East
By night you'll sail across the stars
The farthest lands to greet

The undersea mere curiosity
Of shadows lurking, cold
Shudder off the thought of it
Just keep your head afloat
Quiet Corner, Bruny Island Tasmania

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