When in the pool

Eyes closed curled foetal

Slowly releasing bubbles

Sinking as the empty cavity

Of lobed life

Collapses in absence 

Internal pressure released

Perhaps humming to hear

The amplified sound ripple

Away Into heartbeat and silence

From that weightless state

One feels the joy of plankton

That never ask the currents

Where they are bound

But are carried On the breath

and breast of the ocean...

When nowhere is home

There is no journey back

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Consequence - A Sestina ►


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