Charles Jobson: Catfish

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Catfish

Streams of blue swirling and turning,
each molecule assisting in the mighty throng,
droplets of hazy grey swimming for their future,
tiny living beings welcoming and splashing
a friendly foam—

and the fish is a symbol
teeming in the oceans,
befriending and helping
as miniscule creatures path their way home

while away glides the sea
there is one straining towards us,
taking on board our cares and worries,

leaving a wet façade of strength to hold
what otherwise the waves would scatter
bringing us into a crystal clear peace—

while days are long
the waters raise up a shout of acclamation.