The Ocean

Shallow waters have no treasures.
But you people are lucky
For, I'm an ocean.
An artist is a creator.
Unfathomable is his depth.
Immeasurable is his love.

Colourful fishes are found
When he is happy.
Treacherous ones are found too
When he is sad.
Therein lies the beauty;
The colours are too vivid.
The dark areas are too uninviting.

No restrictions, no limits.
Various things dwell in him
The source of which is a mystery.
But swim in him or sail on him
He'll give you pleasure always.
Extreme artist.