diving in
feet first
because i never have been
a good swimmer
and i wish i knew
how to tread water
or even how to float
belly up
with a smile for the sky
and a wish for every cloud
but i only know
how to sink
and the good thing
the good thing
is that each day is shallow and
the current
carries me forward
and swimming is not the only way
to get from here to there
but in between
in between
this tide of tears
shall wash me
in the silent crest
of clean
.
.
.
December 11th, 2014 at 10:23 am
it is the best way to do it. i am a toe in the water gal, scared of the depths, testing the temperature, standing in water up to my knees, resting, then moving forward just an inch or two. it takes forever when you do it that way, and tears never help.
you are brave, and this is beautiful.
December 11th, 2014 at 11:34 am
So wonderful to see you back in the water; in the now, in the current, in the inbetween.
December 11th, 2014 at 2:34 pm
wonderful! <3
December 11th, 2014 at 10:41 pm
and sometimes, just letting the tide pull you along is enough…mind the shallows…feet first might be best…ha
December 12th, 2014 at 3:06 am
So good when there are alternatives.. still that feeling of sinking is so hard… and sorrow a burden, even skilled simmers sink…
December 12th, 2014 at 9:08 am
I wish you peace and solace as the tears subside and you find the shore again….
December 21st, 2014 at 2:52 am
I like the repetition, the self-reminder, almost, of how to let go ~