When I was in Santa Fe this past summer, I went to Ten Thousand Waves. Yes, I got a massage and enjoyed every second of it. But it was the Koi pond that streamed through the building that pulled me in and didn’t let me go for a long time. They floated up and touched my hands. They regarded me with their large pre-historic eyes. Their orange spots turned green and then blue again as they grazed on the rocks. Submerged, I floated with their motions and repetitive curiosities—a brain massage to the fullest extent.
Ah, I knew you’d been swimming with them! These fish speak of familiarity and friendship, of conversing through the currents and the bubbles. They come to full life the way we imagine dolphins.
Ohhhh, I love that. “Come to full life the way we imagine dolphins.” Water definitely brings me more alive. It’s an honor to paint the fishies.
I like the thought of “…conversing through the currents and the bubbles.” I think that would be fun and funny. (Am I too irreverent?)
I don’t know about funny or irreverent. But I love the poetry of “…conversing through the currents and the bubbles.” Love it.