Sinking

She is the mother of them all.

She cares for the animals like they are her children.

She is dying, fading, sinking.

She is the heart of the sea.

The water is turning grey.

She is turning grey. 

The sun's beams phase through the atmosphere, heating the sea.

She cries for her fading colour.

Her tears are salty, just like the sea.

She is dying, fading, sinking.