Intermedia

When the ocean and cosmos are one undistinguished feature

A void of aether we can inhale like water

And exhale as flaking, icy fog,

Under the weight of stars incomprehensibly large

Above and below us,

Swimming into new worlds of interstellar and aquatic beauty

Infinitely cold at the lapping surface

But evaporating ferrous fibres of roots far below

The stellar reactors that warm the turbulent seas,

Fish fly in the sky

And nebulas stain the sea floor

I watch as the blackness of the void ripples

The oily sheen of a passing kelp frond

Waving about, wriggling in the tide

This grandeur beyond imagination

Splendour and treasure allow

Awe and aspiration skyrocket

As we drink deep of the dew of the stars

Witnessing every curl of the spiralling intermedia