On the Sea of Cortez

Near shore fish that resemble seaweed
 hear the song the sea emanates. 
Walk into the surf--don't step on the stone fish that lie below. 
The whales are coming in, spouting as they go. 
Marlins bask on the surface--see their sword like fins.
 Descend, hear clicks and low pitched moans--
 these are whales sending their voices through vaulted liquid hallways
 of the salty sea that moves in tides and rhythms
 just like the lifeblood in me.
                                                                      --Barbara Spring