I plunge into the freezing depths. First my fingers, arms and body, then my legs and toes. Tiny bubbles burst and gurgle and giggle around me as I glide through the blue, so aqueous and fluid. I reach in front of me and clutch the vastness of a universe that extends all around me. Soon I am part of it, as I draw nearer and nearer to the abyss. Every stroke, each constant rhythmic motion swallows me deeper in a flawless profundity. I plummet so deep that a twilight descends upon me and I yearn for the light, a hope, the bleak joy of daylight. I amplify my courage, my strength, and my will and take one last swish of my legs, one seize of the darkness radiating from the vastness as if scaling a mountain. I glide to the surface and breathe.
A Breath of Fresh Water
October 13, 2010