12/6/11
As I was floating aimless in the ocean tides,
Between the windswept surface swells and teeming reefs,
An aged passing turtle happened swimming by,
While crossing through the endless waterways beneath.
He fanned his flipper limbs and turned about to see.
Through curious black eyes, he gently set his gaze,
Upon this strange invading, abnormality
Who's home did not belong at all beneath the waves.
This chance encounter, intimate yet far away,
Like somehow reaching through a wall of solid glass,
Connection, precious, but not ever meant to stay,
Two oceans overlapping as the currents pass.
