Depths……
As a small child, living by the ocean
I learned how to swim
And then how to teach others
Being submerged in the moving, living, water
Was home, a blessing and a balm
From the dismaying difficulties
Of childhood
As I grew older, it was the depths I craved
Arm over arm, ploughing across the surface
Held no joy
But to dive under
Open eyed in the salty brine
Wriggling underwater like a fish
That was where I belonged
In the deep of it
And so it is in life
I have no appetite
For dwelling on the surface of experience
Give me depth
MA. ©️. Spring 2016