An Ocean So Bold

I like to go to the sea sometimes, and listen to its roar. With crashing waves of blue and white, with commands to attack the shore. These waves that carry, their foamy white helmets, Come in outstanding numbers, to attack yellow velvets. An ancient battle, against sea and land, The roaring sea, has the better hand. Looking past, this battle of old, We get to see, an ocean so bold. A glorious array, of shimmering blues, The sea and sky, together they ooze. The deep blue ocean, with ribbons of gold, A gift from the sun, with rays so bold. It’s peaceful to see, when away from land, And take in colours, on a boat you’d stand. As we go in the depth, of an ocean so big, We see the barnacles, under a rig, And boats that fly, above our heads, In a world so strange, our imagination spreads. To depths we’ve never been before, An underwater world, with conquered floors. The yellow velvet, that lies underneath, Of conquered lands, now a coral reef. How beautiful it is, a world of peace, A place where man, their existence would cease. We sink and sink, to emerald green, With rays of light, to show the unseen. The lightning bolts, of curious light, Strike down and through, with a courageous might. Again however, the water will win, As light will fade, and rays grow thin. The vivid reds, and the bold dark blues, The emerald greens, which seamlessly fuse. Bubbles from the dark deep, slowly arise high, Where a honeycomb sun, penetrates from the sky. The bubbles light up, like a golden sun high, Filling my eyes, to an underwater night sky. Like the starry night, by Van Gogh himself, A wondrous sight, in its glorious self.