THE "SOUL" FISH . . .

THE SOUL FISH . . . .

Down onto the sunny - but - windless beach one day . . .

My grandfather and I on the water’s edge we stayed . . .

The gentle ebb of the waters flow - in and out it goes . . .

Lapping with delightfully sensation between my toes . . .

Just at the water’s edge - very faintly you could just see . . .

A very flat sole fish - just waiting - and looking at me . . .

My Grandfather - told me - to this fish we must respect . . .

For inside this very fish - a dead departed soul was kept . . .

I looked at the fish - the very flat sole fish looked at me . . .

And in its eyes - the soul of the departed is looking at me . . .

Now my Grandfather has departed - and I am all bereft . . .

For the heartfelt message that just for me - he never left . . .

So now with each day – it is down to water’s edge I go . . .

Waiting my beloved departed Grandfather’s soul to show . . .

Indiana Shaw . . .