Day in the Life of a Floater

August 23, 2009
By Joegirl2418 GOLD, Columbus, Ohio
Joegirl2418 GOLD, Columbus, Ohio
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Sink.
The red rubber welcomes my sole,
the very soul by which gravity is
defied.
My own existence is pulled to the earth's core
And yet by this bondage
is set free.

Sink.
The silence resounds,
a parallel universe by which I'm willingly
submerged.
I open up to a land of words that linger
and drift away.

Sink.
The warmth is reassuring,
the stained-steel fireside by which I readily
wait.
Watching new life take its form
in beautiful innocence.

Float. Sink. Drift. Fly.
It matters not which form, which way.
As long as reason alone is down to earth
you will live to live another day.


The author's comments:
The "red rubber" refers to the track on which I run workouts during track season, the "parallel universe" is the quiet solitude of the library where I'm left alone to my thoughts, and the "stained-steel fireside" is the oven by which I watch cookies bake in my mom's kitchen. It's the simple and common things in our life that can lift us up if we let them.

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