many times i saved you from drowning
you kept capsizing the boat
i never was a strong swimmer
it takes all my will power to float
i lay on my back and gaze at the sky
and try not to think of the depths far below
or the shark i saw in your eyes
depths
Through the Nets
if dreams were liquid we’d all be oceans
notions of fish would swim in our depths
the tides are tirelessly churning the sand
the weeds below sway in the flow
in time the ocean will swallow the land
our silvered skins flicker and shine
I feel your slick side stroke against mine
circling back I seek you again
we swim through life escaping the nets
The Dreaming Path 