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 🇮🇩
