I am at the edge of the water's park
Questioning whether to join the land
Or to dive back into the liquid's dark.
What to feel it's silk caressed against my body
The lake's darkness, a comfort for the tired heart.
Floating softly against the surface
Then fall deep, deep into it's waves.
Last glimpse of light, further from my hand
Below rests all but lonely caves.
Reach out to a lost and foreign land
But no returns in this last hour
Only bliss in this sea's hidden power.
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