The sea is languid, hardly moves
Wavelets hardly make a groove
Soft, still shoreline, crystal blue
Turquoise splendour, Emerald hues
Nothing stirring all is calm
Late Spring spreads her gentle balm

BUT WAIT

Flying fish, a silver rain
Seasonal shoals are back again
A jelly fish here & there
Pulsating parachutes so fair
Sand colored, there escapes a skate
Dolphins frolic in our boats wake

Star fish Cuttle fish all are there.
Sea grass waves its hanks of hair
Air bubbles from creatures in the sand
Here crawls a crab with pincer hand
Shells along the beach attest
That life prolific never rests

Who would think to see this sea
That in her depths such bounty be