There are plenty of fish in the sea;
I should know,
I'm SCUBA certified.
And yet,
It feels as though the reefs
That I frequent
Have stagnated,
Colors weakening.
Perhaps I spend too much time
In the shallows,
Where every kick
Throws up silt,
Stifling the corals and choking the fish.
Fading beauty or
Compromised visibility;
Who's to say
Which plays the bigger part
In my dissatisfaction?
Who knows?
Maybe I just need to switch
To hiking.
© Ethan M. Pfahning