The towering erect burgundy kelp and it’s like sized neighbors-tawny, sky blue, pea green leather-rise through the blurred lens of my steamed up goggles. Daunting. They make the large fish about them, framed within their vegetative giantism, small as minnows.
I, breathless, lilliputian, so underwater, seeing the light of sky so distant—am scared. With all of us, this, I am strengthened, looking at the rosette, rising rings of prehistoric kelp; calmed by the Columnar harmonies of colors rising. Beauty- breath.
The towering erect burgundy kelp and it’s like sized neighbors-tawny, sky blue, pea green leather-rise through the blurred lens of my steamed up goggles. Daunting. They make the large fish about them, framed within their vegetative giantism, small as minnows.
I, breathless, lilliputian, so underwater, seeing the light of sky so distant—am scared. With all of us, this, I am strengthened, looking at the rosette, rising rings of prehistoric kelp; calmed by the Columnar harmonies of colors rising. Beauty- breath.