Fragments of the Broken

The river

Silently listening to the water flow, in between rocks and little bits of greens that have settled in over the time to grow around and bring to life a few spots around.
A rock hits the water and see how many ripples those it make as it gracefully reaches the bottom from when it begins to descend, and making it's way in somewhere to lay down.
Among other things I been thinking tonight, not only of the sounds that keep me up at night, like the little animals that are around and how peaceful it is to just lay down.
I simply relax as I recall the 8 ripples that made that random little rock, chosen and dismissed just like the words we choose to mouth and to keep.
The cold wind hits my skin and how the uneven grounds filled with pebbles and rocks takes me in, and I wonder how must have feel to dive, to submerge in the 34 degrees, just like the rock did.
_Take the trail to cross over the river_ -the wind whispers.
_Get in_- the water calls
And slowly I reach to the highest peeks after crossing from rock to rock, and feel the cold of the night hit my skin and slowly I take off my sneakers, then the socks.
Looking down as I see down below there is the river, untouched and cold, I suck in a breath as I jump from the edge, and close my eyes as I'm about to dive in, and just like the rock I submerge.
Suddenly it hits me the striking cold, I take it all I and open my eyes and admire the looks of the underwater alive, it feels like diving into the galaxy, surrounded by darkness and bits of light coming from the above, the magnificent blue starry sky.
It strikes me that my body is shivering from the temperature and there is only one detail, just like the rock I don't know how to swim.
My limbs never learned how to and I know it will be only hopeless to try.
It's the middle of the night and here I am submerged in the deepest and darkening waters of the night.
Floating without gravity and without barely any light, there it is my body drowning and in the depths of the night.