“What does water mean to me?” by Arianna Lapke

Peering down, I wonder—

What waits beneath the surface?

Choppy and rough, or smooth and calm

Quietly curious as it laps at my palm

A slow descent, then I find

Extraordinary life of every kind:

Red corals, pink algae, green urchins galore

Anemones, moon jellies, starfish and more

Forests of bull kelp tower above

Swimming with sea lions, that’s what I love

Another world is waiting below

One too few will truly know

When salmon stop running and herring don’t spawn

So much life, forever gone

We’ll follow shortly; it has to be

There is no “us” without the sea

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