SPIRITUAL SALMON
What can the salmon
do but bury
her gills in the lilac
waters as a token
of her faith
in the sonorous harmony
that gels forth
from her reflection ?
Chambers of pent up gloom
cannot daunt
the majesty of the waters.
The girl who attempts
to flaunt her cheeks
with unholy peril
has not yet touched
the sweeping fullness
that can make a salmon
of all fishes
flicker the eternal.