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  • Writer's pictureTony Frobisher

Below

Below


I glimpsed the sun,

Blurred and mottled,

Rhythm swayed by

Gentling waves.

Mercury and amber flashed

And surface kissed.


I heard the ocean

In muffled tones.

The womb-sound

We remember in our

Deepest conscience,

Lulling and soothing.


I tasted cool salt

Water and felt my

Eyes stinging with

Grateful reassurance.

I was below, otherworldly,

But resolutely alive.


I emerged, breaking the

Surface with my own waves.

Sun-kissed once more,

Rubbing salt from eyes and lips.

Refocusing on the gull songs

And the rhythm waves.


Drawing breath once more.

No longer below,

But reborn.


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Grateful for every breath.


Photo taken on Watu Lawang beach, south Java, Indonesia 🇮🇩


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