The bubbles rose,
like UFOs ascending in formation,
I drifted down in
weightlessness, a spiritual sensation;
The water lucid, I
could see forever, so it seemed,
I looked upon a
montage such as man had never dreamed.
Fish in schools like
royal jewels of every oceanic shape
Swam on swells
amongst the coral of their undersea landscape;
I slowly rode the
ebb and flow, through coloured coral flowers,
Wishing that my
scuba tank would last a thousand hours.
I ventured, brave,
into a cave, a whole new world appeared,
shunned sunlight, looking alien and weird;
shrimps gazed sagely from their fissures on the wall,
woke to the light, began their sideways crawl.
On the ceiling,
torch revealing lion fish suspended,
wobbegongs into the background blended,
at work, I watched the scene in awe,
Then glided out to
see such magic only told in lore.
Purple polyps, lit
with dollops of the sun's osmotic beam,
citadels, of cobalt, mauve, vermillion, cream,
by a crazy architect with prism eyes,
underwater, nature's art in rainbow guise.
Tendrils wave and
clownfish knave performs his act for all to see,
Unafraid, he's safe
enshrouded by his host anemone;
See kelp swaying,
like a mermaid singing out her siren's song,
Over there - a
school of batfish - synchronized, a thousand strong.
Surface beckons, air
gauge reckons tank is empty, time is up,
Paradise must wait
till next time that I drink from Neptune's cup,
disappointment as I trudge back up the sand,
And plan my next
trip to my underwater wonderland.
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