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The sea is yellow and red directly under your feet because you look through the transparent water, but as it goes off it grows purple (in places of red seaweed) or green (in places of yellow sand) on account of the blue reflection of the day on the surface of the water that predominates more and more into the distance -- consequently the purple & green is most intense a short distance from the shore.

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Oh the sweet days when Love is young
And Life is all a May;
When glad tears are the rain, and the sea
Shines on the rainiest day!

Oh the sad days when Love grows old
When days are full of snow
'Twere better than Love ne'er were born
Or that Love ne'er should grow!
Marie Thomas

[[underline]] To a Friend [[/underline]]

Friendship! at whose first touch of hand
Swift instinct doth her [[insert]] kin [[/insert]] own demand!
Eyes! whose reflective depths are stirred
By thoughts beyond the realm of word.

A friend! Alas! Too lovely dream!
That for from men most real doth seem,
In waters still, the vision lies
So clear! Would'st grasp it near; It dies!

A dream! that fairest comes at morn
Ere days cold light hath shed it's scorn,
What sweeter joy than this can'st glean.

Poor Mortal! Keep thy dream, but lest
Life sting thee in its fiery jest
Dreamer! remember! thou dost dream.