Deadly Hues of Water
Dipping my toes
Into the endless midnight blue
To me,
it's a deadly hue.
First my ankles,
Then up to my knees.
Pause.
Remind myself to breathe.
My clothes are wet now
it's up to my waist
The water reflects
My grieving face.
My hands stroke the water,
How gentle,
How soft.
But it's beauty has a fatal cost.
Now the waves caress my shoulders,
Begging for me to come in.
It dares me to be scared of it,
but I'm not giving in.
So I hold my breath
and dunk my head
and look into the night.
I imagine when he did the same
all he saw was light.