Many times I have gazed into the depths of blue
hoping to catch a glimpse of the treasures below
Longing to discover what secrets lie buried
under the beautiful blue

Though I try I see not what lies below
for the storm driven waves, opaque, the surface make
Only blurry images of distorted treasures I see
under the beautiful blue

Hours I spend praying for an end to the depression
that feeds the storm driven waves rolling in
Only to obscure my view of the treasure
under the beautiful blue

Helpless to intervene I can only watch and hope
as ripples grow to waves never ending
The storm far off reaches here even still
under the beautiful blue

But alas I see a break in the cloudy sky
as calm slowly replaces the waves
For one brief moment I can see below
under the beautiful blue

And as I peer ever deeper into the depths
what wondrous treasures to me are revealed
By rays of sunshine reflected back at me
under the beautiful blue

And though I long to explore the depths
I fear the ripple I may cause
That would steal the beauty I appreciate so
under the beautiful blue