Swimming
So soothing the warm hand
which poises, glides across
the eddies of my soul
and quiets the waters there.
Your Heart dips its oars
to my deepest depths
stirring my swimming-ness.
I open my mouth like the fish
and drink you in-
huge gulps.
I swirl inside the water-spout
and fall into the ocean-ness
where we both exist
in the quiet bliss
of our contentment.
Where in life does this ocean live-
it doesn't-it contains our life
yet itself is of an other existence.
We swim in it
grateful for the fins.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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