Dance of the Dolphin

Beneath the waves where sunbeams gleam,
A dolphin swims through ocean’s dream,
With silver skin and joyful grace,
It carves a trail through liquid space.

It leaps beyond the foam and crest,
Then dives back to the sea’s deep chest,
A rhythm born of salt and tide,
With currents strong it loves to ride.

Its laughter rings in ocean’s throat,
A song without a single note,
It spins and twirls in playful cheer,
The sea its stage, the world its sphere.

It races past the coral bed,
Where rainbows bloom in silence spread,
Among the fish it swiftly weaves,
Like wind among the swaying leaves.

The moonlight paints its back at night,
A phantom under glowing light,
It dances where the dark is wide,
And stars reflect on midnight tide.

It knows no fear, it knows no chain,
It sings with joy, it swims with rain,
No map, no compass in its mind—
Just freedom in the waves it finds.

So if you see a splash, a gleam,
A dolphin weaving through a dream,
Remember joy is deep and wide—
And swims beneath the ocean’s tide.