Friday, November 11, 2011

Water Man

Water Man,
Deep below the horizon,
Walking among the fishes.

He never felt
Air against his skin.
Ozone, Atmosphere,
Foreign terminology.

As I sat on the pier,
I saw him,
He saw me
So I reached out
And he reached out.

We touched the surface,
I touched the surface of the water,
He touched the surface of the air,
We touched each other.

Time passed,
Babies were born,
People died
And we touched.

As though we agreed
On a plane
Beyond consciousness
And unconsciousness,
Our hands retreated,
Smiles lit our faces.

I looked out at the sunset,
He disappeared into the seaweed.
Moments come,
Moments go,
It’s just for us
To remember them.

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