time is water all around_
immeasurable depths_
i am floating.
i am not a floating thing —
i am floating, the activity_
in a depth created by gravity.
i dreamed it so in movement this week_
and i keep seeing it_
awake and asleep_
it is me _
breathing _
swimming easily _
curled upright, silent and then diving to change_
sitting_
held by water so immense _
stretching further than my awareness can reach _
it gently cradles me_
being in fluid changes me_
it changes my density.
destiny_
the context changes me.
time, a deep blue sea
dark buoying
gracefully i flow
in waves of energy
surrounded by time’s fluid
floating me.
excerpt from yesterday’s dailiness in writing. this excerpt related to my experience in a class i’m taking w K.J. Holmes and a quote she shared by jacques cousteau being in the depths of the ocean –
“The water took possession of my skin…” -Jacques Cousteau
combined with texts with a friend in which they said they felt “suspended in time” to which i agreed and said: “yes, time floats me like i’m jacques cousteau”.
image: photo by garlando 2015
Cole G 