Dolphin Watching

On the sand dune

high above the ocean like

a gull, swooping and riding the

current sweeping over everything

I sit and watch the dolphins as

they glide through salt water

over and under, breaking

surface tension in waves

with their dorsal fins piercing

the space between sea and sky, the

blowback scattering mist like crystal

glimmering, rainbow, golden in the sun

Playful members of the pod ride the

crest of a mounting wave, then dive

three feet below where their figures

flicker like the shadow of a candle

and the taste of salt is on my

tongue, vision swimming,

so follows the realization

that my own water is saline too.