Little Glistening Salmon
“Momma… what are those lights up there?”
“Those are salmon fish, glistening in the sky…”
…
She begs to understand your fears, your passions, your pursuits
She is down on her knees, and you above
Feeling the tears drip from the heavenly precipice…
She wants to catch them in her eye
And truly… see
And she does see….far off…beyond the shade,
Beyond every single worry river…
Two pairs of eyes across the way
Glistening with perception, set upon a face so serene…
A warrior stance of their own, the eyes gaze…
She is both torn and joyous to meet them,
And had she dared to look away, the cares would flee
And thoughts would spew faster than the rapids…
Where the salmon skid upon the rock…
Only to be grabbed and mauled by the world
Those eyes reveal a face…a mind so sharp, yet loving
Unraveling a heart that could bear the strongest boulders
Hurling them higher than the moon…
Watch!
Little glistening salmon fish floating in space
Her giggles would make you smile,
The lights in her eyes would melt you and shape you
Her and your heart you would both hold so close
In almost an innocent embrace
Then, suddenly, in that moment, a newness would emerge
Something deeper than anyone has ever imagined to feel
Not two—but one would understand
For one you would become
Yet… there are so many questions she longs to ask you
So many…yet does she carry those answers?
Are they written upon the skies?
In the trees…or the bustling breeze?
In the small recesses of a child’s imagination?
….
“Why do the salmon float in space, Mamma?”
Her hand squeezes the child’s palm affectionately…
“Because his love for her was so great…that he lifted the greatest, strongest boulders from the creeks…the salmon would skid upon the rocks only to be met by the great paws of the bears…but before they were caught and devoured by the hungry creatures of this world, the Great Warrior with eyes of justice hurled all of them toward the moon just to see her smile… the stars you see…are the fish that are free!”
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