Watery Workings

I couldn't quite master how to walk on water

But I learned how to swim to my depth

And come up for air

Just to orient myself and see how far I was from the shore.

Or see how much I was I self-contained in my own pool of the coming.

Was it primordial soup?

Was it a baptismal font?

Was it just tears that I hadn't cried and decided to go drinking in

I don't know.

But I've learned to tread water enough to realize that sometimes.

You just have to float to get the perspective you need.

And maybe there isn't a  lifesaver being thrown.

But amid the sermon and siren song of yourself.

You can be your own lifeguard.