Remember the past.Remember when we swam with the fish.Remember when we felt our place in the natural order of the world.Creatures lost in their own worldsFish in their darkness, cocooning themselves from unseen dangers.We peer into their worlds, and see them as we may see ourselves – crowded, blind.The patterns of the universe duplicate themselves in scales and waves.The fish follow form and relent to silent forces.Never fully awake, never fully asleep.C. Dotson