Swimming With God

(I was cleaning in the attic yesterday and found this poem I wrote years ago...)



Swimming With God

I leap without thinking
into a renewing tonic that is
the exact hue between green and indigo
...that of a clear daytime sky

Imagining my sleekness
I dive the inner depths of liquid
smooth and lustrous as if polished til glossy
...much like a dolphin in flight

You look at me and I wonder what you see
Do you know me at all, do you care?
Where once I was just another pretty face
Now I am nothing at all

Reawakening in coolness
acutely aware you are watching
closely observant and yet so aloof
...indifferent, detached, yet warm

Regeneration through cleansing
I am young and slick; beautiful still
My inner intensity: a lovely green aura
your breath on my neck cannot pierce

You look at me and I wonder what you see
Do you know me at all, do you care?
Where once I was just another pretty face
Am I nothing at all to you now?

Where once I was just another pretty face...
Now I am nothing at all.