I feel weightless while
submerged
The sounds in my ears
are like a gentle thunder
I am free under the
Shooshing water
Creating ripples as I
exhale small bubbles
Looking up, I see
A distorted vision
Of the land
We call home
Much like many people live
Blurred
Focusing only on
Our next breath
Forgetting to
Admire
The beauty which
Surrounds us
Beautiful poem!
Thank you Bstewie! I’m thoroughly enjoying scanning through all of these poems!