In the heart of the ocean’s gentle sway,
A lady rests, serene as the break of day.
Her crown, a bloom of colors rich and deep,
A garden of flowers, a silent, living heap.
Around her, the jellyfish in dance sublime,
Drifting in rhythms of an ancient, ocean rhyme.
Their tentacles trail like threads of a dream,
In this underwater realm where she is queen.
A world of calm, of whispered sea-song sounds,
Where peace, like the deep blue, knows no bounds.
She reigns with a grace that the waters embrace,
A portrait of stillness in the ocean’s vast space.
