snorkeling
diving
in, I met a school
of
tiny silver fish
each
one no longer than my eyelash
but
millions of them
as
far as the eye could see
clouding
the water with their sparkle --
and
then as suddenly as they’d come
they
were gone
and
the water was as clear again as air.
off
the rocky point
among
great gray boulders
I
saw a beautiful canvas of blues and yellows --
large
purple fans
waving
gently in the ocean currents,
crusty
coral the color of goldenrod
rather
resembling bronze-plated oak leaves,
and
spikey black sea urchins
hiding
in the crevices.
dozens
of fish were darting about
in
this magical underwater playground
electric
blue ones, softer greens and grays
and
a large family of “tiger” fish
with
their bold black and yellow stripes
looking
for all the world like happy children
joining
a pick-up game in the park.
I
followed a pair of bright blue parrotfish
swimming
across the reef --
dancers
they were
gliding
side by side almost touching
their
movement perfectly synchronized
as
if it had been choreographed
so
graceful and so quick
they
even did a pirouette for me
in
perfect unison
like
two ballerinas.
returning,
I
saw an albino fish, almost translucent
white
as the sand she swam over
only
one small black dot on her tail
to
give her away.
I
saw a fat little multi-colored fish,
dark
green with paisley swirls
of
black and white, deep blue, orange, brown.
and
I saw a small skinny fish
impossibly
turquoise with neon green splotches
and
a spot of bright red near the gills.
what
a vast world there is
just
under the water’s surface
vibrant
with color and teeming with life.
and
we float in the currents
pretending
for a moment
we
are part of that world,
and
find ourselves privileged
to
see a tiny slice of it.
wednesday 27 april
What a lovely record of what you saw and the pictures that followed.
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