Who knew
bliss like this
exists,
within?
Simply
watching the waves
of breath
rise
and
fall
the unfathomable ocean
reveals itself.
The whirlpools tugs me,
the rocking lulls me.
Go inside
and all is provided.
Deeper I sink
into myself
though I float
on wisps,
gliding on the surface
of infinity.
I’m dangling from a
golden thread,
hanging suspended
over the cavernous
womb of creation.
Don’t throw me that
lifeline;
I want to know
if I
sink or swim.
