Bubbles float upwards in slow motion.
Each one leaving behind all care and emotion.
The deep blue surrounding me drowns out all sound,
Spiraling like clouds floating all around.
Only now do i see the beauty.
It's long silky hair that floats in the sea.
See through for them is attractive,
Each movement, adaptive.
They rule the sea with their looks, so uncanny.
The jellyfish.. forgotten by many.
