Luminous Drift

In the depths, two ethereal forms descend, Jellyfish aglow, like lanterns to the end, Their translucent bodies, a soft pink hue, Glowing softly, as the darkness renews. With tentacles that flow like silken threads, They weave a dance, where shadows softly spread, Their gentle glow, a beacon in the night, A symbol of the beauty, in the dark below's light. In their serene descent, we find a peaceful place, A world where time stands still, and worries erase, Their luminescent forms, a balm to the soul, A reminder of the magic, that makes us whole.