laughing together

As if to conquor
Some edgeless universe,
Words prattle forth
And vie:
Me-me-me-me-me...

It is a small mistake --
Mis-hearing the solemn and sublime --
When all the time
The freshet burbles over
Small stones,
Clatters around an unseen bend
And comes to rest in a still-still
Pool where laughter meets the sky
And big fish lounge.
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There is an Eskimo tribe, I've read, that refers to sexual intercourse as "laughing together." If that isn't a big fish, I don't know what is.