Monday, April 9, 2012

swimming to the surface

I see it up there,
From down in the dark.
Down in the depths.
I see the filtered radiance
Of the daylight above,
The sky above,
And the freedom, just strokes away.
I am tired.
Gravity pulls.
I am tired.
My strength wanes.
I'm tired.
Climb, swim, fly.
I see it. Up there.

1 comment:

Wayne said...

This is good. I know for sure, I've felt the same way. Especially lately. We'll make it, if we help each other. I believe that.