the love of a shark

I touch the glimmering reflection of the moon. A chill runs through me. My heart is pounding. Slowly I back up. One...two...three...four...five steps.

Then I take off running. My feet leave the solid safety of the rock. For a second I hang there suspended in the air. Then I feel my fingertips split the glassy smooth water. I open my eyes and find the water as clear as its glassy surface.

As the initial chill fades away I find a calmness I've never known before. The water completely engulfs me. All sense of time and direction has left my mind entirely. Strangely I feel no need to surface and fill my lungs.

I am jerked out of my lost state of mind by the realization of something or someone else's presence near me. My heart skips a few beats. A shark! Fear clenched my heart. I have lost my ability to move. I begin to slowly descend. But the shark does not make a move. As quickly as it came my fear melted away into a state of slightly hypnotized awe. It is the biggest shark I have ever seen, but also the most beautiful. Its skin is pure white. It shimmers in the moonlight, or is it giving off it's own light?

The bio-luminescent shark does not attack me. I cannot figure out why. Its jaws could swallow me whole. I do not know why but a sudden impulse leaves me staring into its beautiful eyes. In its eyes I find, not a look of anger or hunger or greed, but of compassion!

The biggest shark in all the ocean caring for me? It could just as easily gulp me down its throat! I am deep in thought, but still an answer will not come. When I find my brain too tired to think anymore I again drift out of that deep land of thoughts. But by now the shark is gone. I find myself wishing and longing for it to return again. Again to see the love of a shark!