here I fall, these
shackles bind my wrists, my ankles and
my neck too
and this heavy chain to hold me together
as if my limbs will fly apart
shall I hold my breath? I’ll hold it for now
watch the sun shrink to a tiny star and the rough current
almost tumbles me about so I cannot see it
but the weight of the chain keeps me steady
so my fall is straight and true. I remember the first
time I saw this ocean, and
before that how I ran and hunted with my brothers and
heard stories of the edge of the world
How we laughed my brothers and I!
To imagine a mass of water as large as
the grassy savanna where we lived, what stories!
My brothers will not know that I have found it and soon
I will touch the bottom of this ocean
as deep as the sky.
Now my lungs burn and the light is gone and my body is numb.
I take a deep breath of water and succumb.