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