I swim freely in the ocean
derived from my thoughts.
Blue, vast, and open…
Just picture me floatin’.
I swim circles
in my thoughts.
The Waters have no end
and it doesn’t mend.
Afraid to drown,
I look for help – I cry out.
I don’t pretend.
Little did I know; I was alone.
My swim turns into a float
on my back,
I face the angry sun.
This was before
I bumped your boat.
That’s when my life begun.
My cry for help
echoed and carried
to another swimmer
listening.
I’m no longer afraid.
Above the water
is where we’ll stay.

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