SARGASSO: Exploring sargassum patches of consciousness 

	Floating in a sargasso of consciousness
	far from any shores
	slowly i churn amidst debris
	in flotsams between gulf streams
	coiled among algal strings
	as a rotting relic
	of uprooted histories.

	This wavering flotsam hides
	more than meets the eyes –
	within its clumps
	sea horses dart
	as tiny crabs defend territories
	& fish blend with thick reeds
	& hydras offer poison barbs
	to passers by.

	Deep beneath this pageantry
	is a dramatic change of scene:
	beyond shards of sunlight
	in waters cool & clean
	iridescent creatures of the night
	wait for morsels to snap & eat


Andrei:  Too often I feel like this: shallow, stagnant, & aimless.

Elijah:  (nodding) Aren't we born for greater things?

Ellesha: I like to think so, but am unsure. Can we ever the reason for existence?

Andrei:  Yep, there are so many things we actually know.


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from _Let the waters be my witness: Messages about our watery world_ by T Newfields
SUMMARY:  Some thoughts about ocean gyres and seaweed.
KEYWORDS: seaweed, Sargasso Sea, marine dimensions, sargassum, oceanic gyres

Begun: 2001 in Nagoya, Japan  / Finished: 20224 in Shizuoka, Japan
Creative Commons License: Attribution. {{CC-BY-4.0}} Granted
by T Newfields [Nitta Hirou / Huáng Yuèwǔ]

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ESPAÑOL  https://www.tnewfields.info/es/sargazo.htm
NIHONGO  https://www.tnewfields.info/jp/sarugasso.htm
ZHŌNGWÉN https://www.tnewfields.info/zh/saer.htm