#i
The soft waves wash those shores,
Flying fishing birds, cry up in the skies
And dancing algae surfed the waters
All defining the exotic blues visible
#ii
But what do we know about the depths,
What is beyond the sands of the beach?
For when the sun shine, all glittered
But the waters danced softly, innocently
#iii
Behind the beaches strong trees grow
Crabs crawl quietly, their pincers in the air
From the depth of the huge sea they emerge,
Casting shadows longer than what they seem
#iv
The crab, the wave, the sand and tropical sun
Gather to the banquet of the innocent sea
One puffs, one surfs and the rest lay about
But the sea is vast and wont talk of her secrets
