Free Dive

“Pause for clarity.

Equalize. Recover.

Breath.”

Everything that matters occurs from your heart and travels

through your chest to the spaces between your ears.

It was supposed to be a lesson in conquering fear.

But how can you fear the sea

When you are already drowning in sky?

When holding your breath till you’re gasping for air

is nothing like holding Ache like a torrent of fire starving the soul.

We were told to have goals.

To know how far you are planning to go

in a world mapped with oyster shells and sharks

with no other sound than schools

of thought swimming in track with the mind.

And the ocean was kind

that day.

It was a bed of rainbow lights and seaweed dreams

where Loss feels weightless underwater

and hope is larger than it seems.

They mustn’t be surprised at the ease

in which I decided to fall.

Headfirst (that being the preferred direction)

breath clutched tight, with nothing to lose

when you’ve lost it all before.

Yes, it wasn’t the first time

it felt this good to dive.