Long live the jellyfish

In the brine of forgotten ages,
Drift the jellyfish, translucent and eternal,
their bodies pulsing with borrowed light,
a dance of impermanence.

We mere mortals envy your secret pact,
to give up persecution for eternity,
and embrace the abyss of oblivion,
where memories dissolve like salt in water.

Let us grant them our coveted gift:
Immortality, wrapped in gelatinous grace,
while we, the fleeting sparks of existence,
dive headlong into the oblivious void.

For what is human life but a flash,
a phosphorescent glow against the void
and what is death but a return to the depths
where jellyfish reign, eternal and serene?

So let's raise our glasses to the jellyfish,
the guardians of forgotten time
and toast to our sweet dissolution,
as we approach the cosmic unknown.