Underwater Freedom (Poem 1/24)

I move with the currents.

I dance with the seaweed.

I wrestle with the fish and float with the whales.

I move my hands through the cool, crisp water as I dive deeper and deeper into the darkness of the sea.

There is no fear in me.

I feel at home.

It’s in my soul. It’s my freedom.

It’s my love.

I take one last breath,

I’m part of it.

 

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