Meditating
Under the sea
Leaves you breathless.
Constant threats of sharks swimming,
And you know if you call out for help
Water will suffocate your lungs.
But you can't seem to stop meditating.
Are you doing it for peace,
Or simply an escape?
Running out of oxygen,
You've got nowhere to run.
But you can push yourself up.
Swim, swim and come up.
Swim, swim and reach the surface.
Breathe.
YOU ARE READING
And the Petals Fall
Poetry❃ From one of the flowers in my infinite garden, I present to you a caricature of its petals. ❃
