jellyfish skies

the blue skies, today,
were the lakes
i swam in years ago, the
water rushing between my toes,
and the gaps of my fingers
laying on my back
and feeling the weightless
glory of nothing
below me, wading in the
waters of uncertainty,
swimming in a cess pool
of nothingness.
and here i lay, again,
the hollow skies
echoing inside
these vast unending waters,
the wake so far behind
it's mere tremors
to the stones that were thrown;
i'm weightless,
i'm floating,
i'm drifting like a jellyfish
in the current, hands
behind my head,
staring at a sky with
possibility, instead...
and breath by breath,
beat by beat, in
the silence of the water
between my ears,
this moment gives me leave
from all these
rigid years.


today was painted on. and i couldn't be happier about it. thanks.

k.