Though the seas strike emblems into the sky
Birds wheel endlessly, I wonder why
A sudden expression or unexpected cry
Could almost seem to be important.

Though my outstretched arm caught in the wind
Endless watery patterns emerged in my mind
The collision of thoughts are agonies submerged
Blindingly rhetorical ... not sudden ... not heard.

Though shoals of fish are captured in small territories
Plankton eaten in massive unfathomable quantities
Millions of nerve end messages could not reveal
whether their infinite energies were ever real.