Three-Word Prompt Challenge: Lotus, Frog, Glinting

The *frog* he croucheth on the pad And shouts with anxious call, _"The deep! The deep! "The *glinting* deep! "It beckons to us all!"_

From *lotus* throne the frog will gaze For hours at once thereon. The black and inky Waters drink; He feels his will is gone.

_"Rip it! Rip it! O rip my heart! "O render it asunder!"_ Amphibian twixt land and pond Decides his way is _under_.

To swim into the endless deep Requires determination. O Frog! Desist! He can't resist. He feels a great elation.

The sunlight dwindles and dies down. The blackness takes possession. It tries to snare The twinkling glare It is his last obsession.

We have not seen the frog return. We're not sure where he ended His final swim. What called to him? The deep. Rip it. He _descended_.

O! Sometimes, I can hear that voice. And some day, I might follow. I seek the dark, mysterious void, Whenever life seems hollow.

What is that shimmer in the deep-- That brightness in the gloom? O, can it bring me peace or sleep? Will it bring rest or doom?