The clear ocean blue — mirrors at us with peace,
A veil like a waterfall glasses what’s beneath.
Sweet sprouting rainbows of flowers in every shape,
Glow in the moon, shine in the light — they do.

Tiny fins striped, spotted, designed,
Big dolphins splashing waters with head held high,
Schools of fish putting on a show; all in an edge of water…

Paddles and goggles — down in the waters
Close looks at fish and some touches of corals.

Now we see, what it truly looks when there is no longer a care
for weather; beautiful colours vanish into cloudy dead-colour!
They now hidden behind the blue-veil,
The tiny fish — all that’s left to see.

All the souls fight-hard not to leave…
Leave a home, that once was a rainbow…
Now slowly dying — a memo,
“Save us” they cry, through the gleaming sunrise and through
The dreamy moon-nights…

Climate must be stopped to change; for, our coral must not die;
Rainbows must not give-up, regeneration must to start…