I have clambered in a reverie toward the ocean
With the will to go under.
But at the brush of skin to swell, I realize it was not to drown,
But the primordial yearning to float, that brought me here
The desire to be
With endlessness above
Endlessness below
Endlessness on all sides
With my own body and spirit
Nothing else
Supported, enveloped
In the cosmic soup where all of life began.
And when I crawled ashore
It would be as if I was the first.
