Gliding through a shimmering gilded crescent,
bright cerulean rides the surf without order.
Contented in an inch of perfect symmetry,
the warm ocean current magnifies his brilliance.

Fearsome and powerful but eremite in nature.
He takes flight on winged appendages,
pursing his sting for a deadlier prey.
Man-o-war beware, he is but one to your vast colony.

He acts with decorum, this fierce little mollusc.
The prettiest cobalt gracefully sailing;
a fleeting glimpse is all we are allowed.
He is the Glaucus Atlanticus, the blue dragon;
a sea slug, no less.