Swimmer’s feet kick off from
rock’s end into new shallows

in-between of suspension
heart buoyed up by succession
of events as lived in our 30s

a new clarity happens
with each turn of calendar,
as with erosion, distillation,

settling of silt onto river
beds and ocean floors

I wade with purpose until
I can only float

Swimmer’s body leans into water

lies down onto horizon
to glimpse the depths of fish


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