Ocean artist

She glides with the waves,
particles of lost things passing by.
she never wonders if those were the lives she could have lived,
loves she could have loved.
plastering toxic things to creatures and never regretting,
she beautifies, says she's fixing,
fixing whatever floats there,
waiting, says she's guiding them, 
to where there is light,
where she'll never survive,
never live.