As leaves fall into the river below, a community of fish roll and turn.
Night
A Fast Flowing River

A Few Brief Seconds
Poised
Exuberance
. . .
Above, below, side and front, all at once I feel the push and pull of river, from its flow, to those that flip and fold its force towards me, away from me, I sense their shift and drop of single leaf upon the water's surface film, my scale and gill will guide me fast and keep me sound and safe when still.
