I miss the ocean
I feel the distance, the earth between
I’m told the mountains will speak to me
Maybe they will
Maybe I will hear that beautiful whisper
That beautiful snap crackle
But I miss the ocean
I can’t get those fish out of my mind
I close my eyes and there they are
The water is a clear green blue
There are three sandbars running parallel out to sea
One just a little deeper then the next
The fish swim between the sandbars like its a highway
They zoom on by
all going the same direction
together
Beautiful green blue water
Sagrasso drifting and dancing about
School and schools of these beautiful fish
Silver with black tips on their tails and fins
And big wide eyes
Looking
As I move closer
they continue gliding between the sandbar
marching together
I know it may sound silly
they are just fish
little silver fish
But I am drawn to them
I stop at the edge of their ocean highway
they slow their busy journey and look at me,
each peer at me
as they slowly swim by
It’s as If they see ME, know ME
Silly
they look right at me
all these silvery fish meandering by
Looking
I say hello
My voice quiet and hushed
I feel silly standing here on this sandbar
talking to fish
the sun shining down on me
the blue green water lapping around my waist
And I should feel silly
saying hello to a school of fish
but it seems rude not to
One fish
way far out in the deep
jumps out of the water
Is he running from something?
always a bigger fish
I look around but see nothing
Just the endless march of silver fish
They keep swimming by
thousands with the same inquisitive eyes
looking
I am drawn to go with them
I step in closer and they surround me,
I feel like I’m being swept out to sea.
It feels so natural to lose myself
to lose the land and gain the sea
so natural
I look back at my husband
He is sitting on the beach watching me
he is further that I expected
My wonderful husband
Dreamy brown eyes
he should be out here with me
to see the wonderful odd behavior
of me or of the fish, I’m not sure which
he should be here too
To be swept out to sea with me
but he has the dog, she cannot swim in this surf
I wave at him
His eyes, even from this distance I can tell they have never left me
I say goodbye to my friends
slowly make my way to shore
to land
to my husband
and our little dog
Since then, I just cannot get the fish out of my mind
I can still see them
they spoke to me
It was a whisper that reached deep into my soul
Silly little fish
Silly little me
They wanted to remind me where I belong
It’s hard to believe it will be months
till I see my salty friends again
till I see the ocean
I don’t belong here
this hard ground,
dusty
no water
no sound
but maybe that is the point
something I must learn..
dagnabbit.
God has always sent little creatures to give me messages.
Dolphins, a dragonfly, and now these silvery fish.
I like his style
And I miss the ocean.
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