I Spoke With A Fish

I told a fish
"What you see as a palace is running water"
The fish said
"No. What you see as those mountains is flowing matter"
I said
"OK"

And after our talk I saw the wall of rock
As a wave in the middle of breaking
A rock slide echoes across the gorge
My small perspective fading
And who am I but a blink of the eye?
A stance that a river would take
If it even wanted to pause

Recorded music is a statue of a waterfall
The flashing glint on the marble where the eye once was
On a taxidermied marlin's frozen leap
With or without me there to see
Rain begins to fall
Back into the creek

I told a fish
"I like how you move through the water as one flowing muscle"
The fish said
"I dig your style too man"