high tide of light rises up upon the sky
we are awash all day in glory
then we wave goodbye
with a flutter of closing lids
as the undertow of time
drags the world back into its throat
it is the sea that washed us up
not so long ago
flapping naked on the beach
squinting against the harsh brightness
startled by the clamor of voices
gulping down the air
what I am saying is
your scales are vibrating rainbows
I can see your gills
expanding and contracting
and I need you to hold my hand
while I tell you a secret
I often dream of a dark ocean I cannot understand
in some other place I might have been
I am not certain this is a finite journey
I only know what I see
the many waves of
light, dark, light
