Maldives Blues

Look at your feet
It starts off white
Bleached coral
Ground beach
Then further out
A deep soul stirring turquoise
Pulling ocean wise
Like a siren’s song shipwrecks sailors
Unctuously translucent
Soothingly luminous
Then it drifts off shore
Drowning in deep ink
The frothy crests of waves
Reflecting blues like slates
A thousand blues
Glued together
Sea clouds lagoon
The framed horizon a Rothko in motion
No reds in sight until the evening sky
Reds nap in flowers all day
Coral reefs fringing the air
Palms comb the blue breeze
With green shimmers
Whispering the last words
Of tangled dreams