I Entered The World

 

I slid down a slippery bank of birth

Into a current of life and time on earth

Submerged in ebb and tug and surge

Distant shores ignored and unobserved

 

I broke the surface and found breath

Clear and cool and thin and fresh

The current flows when and where it will

The moment, an eddy-a tack without sail

 

I pop to the surface now and again

Just to see where I am going and where I have been

I keep getting glimpses of a distant shore

So I stay up more and more.

© David E. Spry 01/14/2006