The Barter

I counted them in the thunderous sea
Oh the infinite greens and blues
I saw them in the picturesque sea
The countless boundless span of hues
I swam around submerged fully
Counting the number of new grays
I looked above and the sun was setting
The sea made orange in a thousand ways

The sea doesn't know why it creates
A new color with its every song
The waves don't know why they sing
Do they laugh or do they long
But the countless boundless span of hues
And the sky and the sea doing their barter
Know how to a human comes a thought
Its beautiful .. the way waves play with color