Grace

Large bulky manatee

Looking like

A sumo wrestler

Not fighting but asserting

Her body mass gently wherever

She wants to be

I see myself in this beautiful
Mournful manatee, floating in
Shallow and deep waters
Visiting other beings in their grief

I do not know what sounds she makes

Maybe a soothing song, like a whale

Communicating with otherworldly beings

Who rise up from beneath the ocean's floor

To greet us once again

In this dance of life and love

(And sometimes horror)

These transcendent beings circle

Sharing our connective waves

And particles, joining each other in

The deep wells of the sea

As I rise back up to more familiar 

Surroundings, I realize that

Grace has touched me once again

Lifting me high into

Clearer and clearer waters

Leaving the murky, dark

Deep behind 

For a time