I float on my back 

With an abundance of pale green water beneath

That darkens deeper and deeper 

Into an unknown abyss of murk and life

My arms slightly tredding to keep myself afloat

The water is cool and its slow movements glide across my skin

My breath matches the pulse of the wake 

And my pulse slows so that the rivers in my veins become calmer

My time out of the water seems non-existent

The stresses of the life expected to be lived 

Seep from my pores and wring themselves out

And float away into obscurity

The sky is clear  and blue, globing around  

And I inhale the light from a soft sun in the morning rise

 

 

There is beauty in the water that lies beneath

And it is moments like these 

Whether tis my bed, a feild of daisies, or a lake

That which I float upon and look above

I realize the magnificence of life

The winsomenes

The uncertainty

And that is beautiful