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| M and Me Swimming |
Learning to Swim
I take you into
the shallows,
back into the
loose
embrace
of water,
and
release you;
Year after year.
Time is the treading
of water,
the dancing of
limbs:
that sculling of
hands,
that scissoring
of feet
to the rhythm of
trust and faith
(a mimicry of
drowning,
of prayer);
a simple belief
in buoyancy
that keeps you
afloat,
and waiting for
the right wave
to carry you
forward,
and just
out of
reach.
But the water
always gets deeper
as you get
further from the shore,
and the gap
never closes
on the distant
horizon
(about three miles
of eternity -
enough to last a
lifetime).
Still, you step
into the water’s mouth
and allow it to
swallow you whole.
And I release
you
(Or is it that
you struggle free,
welcoming the
current?)
and you drift
away;
then with
strong,
clean
strokes
you begin to
swim.
Your feet will
never touch bottom again.
Click here to read about the artist Michael Andrews and his picture 'Melanie and Me Swimming'
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