The sea can shape shift into many things
The sea can be a place where the birds sing
Sometimes it can be raging typhoon
And when the waves crash they make an angry tune.
In the middle of the ocean deep
Out of the water the flying gurnards leap
Down in the predatory waters dark
Lurks the menacing great white shark
Sometimes it can be a coral garden exploding with life
Colourful, lively but sharp as a knife
But I like the sea to swim in and play
and ride the tides for the rest of the day.