Saturday, June 11, 2011

Fish Answers

Life has its ups and downs.  We strive for the best.
But there is always turmoil in the world. Strife. Upheaval. Threats to survival. 
Could be economic. Weather. Geological. Political. Relationships.
Always disruptive. But sometimes -- after the storm...
Reprieve. Or new beginning.
A place of peace.


in darkness
quiet . peace . a dream
almost imperceptible
a whisper . or . distant wind
approaching . quickening
rushes in upon me
a flood envelops my room
my life
inundates my being
wrecking the reality 
of this moment
this world.
I am 
completely overtaken
by the undoing
the flood . the rush 
o sound
Retreat or succumb
run in panic
or swim in death
Lifted outside myself.
Who am I?
I am this Sound!
This flood.
The ocean moved in
and I moved within it
Is this death?
Or life?
Fish says,
What you call your death 
is my breath.
I say, 
I'll have to grow gills 
to make this mine.
But my new buoyancy 
prevents such utterance.
Just the Sound.
The Word.
The roar.
I am one with the fish.
The Ocean.
The Current of New Light.
Of Sound.
I see. I hear.
I ask you,
Is this real?
Fish answers.
I listen.


  1. Lovely and very interesting concept way of thinking about all the "upheaval" Ardi...the ocean, the fish, crashing huge waves. Being a Pisces I always have related to the ocean and any body of water and the fish...and I have never had good feet...always something happening to them..I used to joke that I shouldn't have feet anyway just a tail to swim around in, in the ocean...because I am a Pisces fish...:o)

  2. Just read this 9/26 ... and all those posted afterwards ... I decided to write my "thank yous" here as this one resonated with me a lot. I haven't been on my blog too much since facebook "addiction" ;oD ... but I am finding the desire to come back to my bloggie friends and see what's going on. I have truly enjoyed reading these poems of yours, Friend, and look fwd to more next time. I am to see you are still inspired! xo