the water surrounds me
covers me
the coolness of it
stimulates me
as i stroke down the lane
arms pulling
feet kicking
my breath bubbles out
i turn my head out of the water
breathe in
breathe out
the old rhythms
so long disused
so long unpracticed
return as though
i swam only yesterday
but
much sooner than i remember
happening before
my arms grow heavy
my breathing labored
and i am reminded
of how long i’ve spent on land
and how much i feel
that i have now returned home
©2010-Art Belliveau
25 February 2010
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