I have always had a fear of drowning, therefore
I float. I flow with the currents that take me upstream
and empties me in the mouth of life’s ocean; waves
silently drift and the ripples sing the harmony of my being.
But when the waters rise, I sink gasping for air.
Lungs suffocate with fear, breathing becomes spare.
My hope begs to die but strength continues to swim
as like a river the water flows constant. Life never dries.
I rise again and float on the stream beds between
the banks of my existence. Flesh water wakens me.
Alive again I flow into the sea of my domain.
And there is where I reach the still waters of tranquility.
The still waters are clear, settle and I see through to my soul;
Life resumes and my spirit renews, becoming whole.
© 2009
Tarringo T Vaughan
