Dawn Submerged

In the profundities where light scarcely comes to,

The sun gets through the surface,

Providing reason to feel ambiguous about a brilliant sparkle the coral,

A quiet dance of varieties underneath the waves.

The world stirs in quieted tones,

As the sea mixes from its sleep,

Fish shooting all through shadows,

Kelp influencing tenderly in the flows.

The dawn submerged is an exhibition,

A snapshot of calm excellence and beauty,

Where time appears to stop,

And the world is washed in a delicate, ethereal light.

As the day starts once again underneath the ocean,

I'm helped to remember the miracle and secret,

Of this secret world underneath the waves,

Where nature's sorcery unfurls in quiet magnificence.