The Sea

The sea beckons him
A strong attraction
To dive into its waters
Never to emerge again

Is it a kind of depression
Or just a fascination
For the deep blue water
That draws him there?

Everyday he stands
On the sea face staring
Longingly at the water
Is it fear keeping him back?

A psychiatrist follows him
He theorises on every move
And even his expressions
Is he only justifying his fee?

Many of these hypothetical
Questions or doubts will stay
Until he takes the plunge
And dives into the sea

The lifeguards will save him
The psychiatrist will rush
To question him and come up
With yet another prescription