A sea of arms and legs

They spill like a sea,
all walking, tan and colored drops,
into the greater, deeper sea…

One blue, above, endless from east to west
but for its radiant Jewel;
the other, blue, lapping at the sand,
receiving great hordes –
this clash of seas, splashing, playing…

And the boats wander by –
the arms, the legs! –
and wander by again.