I Spoke With A Fish

I told a fish

"What you see as a palace is running water"

The fish said

"No

What you see as those mountains is flowing matter"

I said, "Okay"

And after our talk, I saw the wall of rock

As a wave in the middle of breaking

A rock slide echoes across the gorge

My small perspective fading

And who am I but a blink of the eye?

A stance that a river would take

If it even wanted to pause

Recorded music is a statue of a waterfall

The flashing glint on the marble where the eye once was

On a taxidermied marlin's frozen leap

With or without me there to see

Rain begins to fall

Back into the creek

I told a fish

"I like how you move through the water as one flowing muscle"

The fish said

"I dig your style too, man"