Blue Mask

A little more green than blue
A serenely pleasant hue

The swells, the sways, the winds
Warnings, the lighthouse sends

Half hearted they are today
Beautiful, will people say

A scene so consistently true
With a peaceful blue-green hue

But decay lies beneath
With its gnawing chewing teeth

Patiently taking all down
Without an audible sound

A watery dark grave below
All of us will one day go

But the blue-green scene above
Is all that we will dream of

As creatures lurk in remains
And life-like semblances wane

A truth will make itself known
With those to whom it is shown

How much life and all of its days
Time and all that it weighs

Can take us to the depths below
So we quietly come to know

That the serenely pleasant hue
Is a cold dark shade of blue