We bent our faces down to her face to stare directly into tranquility. Calm. Not even a ripple or worry or a shadow of a cloud passing and vanishing. All crystal clear and diaphanous. Bream wander close to the blue rock of shallow waters. Then put on their motley silk colors and roam about the flowers of seaweed. Crimson, green and orange stripes. Then fill their gills with indigo light and their eyes rose-colored. Their tails are little blue ribbons wagging this way and that.

~Stratis Myrivilis ~

Sweetly we will sleep, like small children, sweetly......and above us, in the heavens, stars and worldly matters will depart. The sea will caress us like a dream, and blue like the sea, our dream will carry us to lands which do not exist.

~Kostas Kayotakis ~

 Pursued by the west wind she ran on the sand gathering the waves on her white apron; sun, bring her back, north wind, bring her back to us, as she wanders on the backs of Dolphins in sea-weed gardens, with a thousand seagulls behind holding her skirt, with a thousand bream around her, in her azure smiles!...

~ Tassos Leivaditis ~

 Deep blue tranquility smiled over the sea and a soft breath of wind calmed the waves; gently reposing, the sea allowed the ships with their daring masts to glide on herback; Surely, Eros with his persuading words must have appeased the virgin nymph's mood to honor your graces, O Poseidon.

~Demetrios Moschos ~