It's that time of day when light makes it's way Through the dim dew drops onto moth bean crops And wind from the East transforms morning mist Into a clump of day, it makes it's way On and on unfolding sea flowers exercising their soft powers On and on they do become real bursting out of their old seals Think of who we've found here A lonely quiet crowned seer Swaying over the ocean Ceasing it's quiet motion On and on unfolding sea flowers exercising their soft powers On and on they do become real bursting out of their old seals On and on at dawn we dive deeper where the coral reefs become steeper Underwater blossom sea flowers exercising their soft powers Think of who we've found here A lonely quiet crowned seer Swaying over the ocean Ceasing it's quiet motion