I rotate my shoulder
lay on my side
slip my hand into the water
smoother than a glove
snugger than mittens
sweeter than warmth
I am swimming fast
catching Coach's bubbles
right in the goggles
But
Amidst all this motion
I am calm
slow
relaxed
suspended
- Almost timeless -
With swimming you have to be
I cannot be reaching
clawing
grasping
Thrashfests are counterproductive
Swimming speed is counterintuitive
It is in letting go that you move faster.
It is this idea
this centeredness
that I want to remember
to take with me
to apply in all areas of my life.
No matter the furies and flurries
that may surround you,
Inner Peace lives.
Very Nice
ReplyDeleteYou make swimming so poetic, you give me hope on that, because for now, mine is a thrashfest.
ReplyDeleteInner Peace, hope the road is getting better for you. The road less travelled, does usually gives the greatest reward.
I want my swims to be like that. My thrashfests are slowly moving towards inner peace, but I have a loooong way to go.
ReplyDeleteWhat 140miles said.
ReplyDelete-jwm
Your poetry almost makes me want to find a pool and learn to swim again. Almost.
ReplyDeleteyou made a symphony in h20.
ReplyDeletenice post...props!!
Perfect!
ReplyDeleteHope I can get to that place in tomorrow's swim....
That was awsome! Wish my swim felt like that, though. UGH!
ReplyDeleteI need to swim like that....
ReplyDeleteyour description of swimming is beautiful. if only in my world it always felt so beautiful!
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