I sink beneath That unbroken surface Finding peace at last In those depths The world fades In its chatter And rush As I return home at last Beneath the surface We dance Though land Left us clumsy Beneath the view Seen by all Is where we find Ourselves again ~ Caroline A. Slee


I miss sinking Into weightlessness: That drift into silence As chatter Is drowned out By the water. And my body: Dangerous as a knife Cutting through The surface. A firing engine All propulsion And swift Forward motion. I miss That feeling of balance: Finding grace Like a dancer Once I step Off from land. Breath … Continue reading Return