A wide, wide lake
And a paddler.
Moving in no particular direction,
just keeping
Above the glassy depths.
Paddling,
praying it never tips.
Praying so hard,
And still; the wind picks up.
The paddler turns around
oh, so, slowly
and moves for shore.
Chest burning,
water on fingertips, (tip?)
waves getting higher.
Swallowed lake water
up the nose.
The Paddler
sinks to the bottom.
And kicks off!
Wading Home to the Unknown.
Jul 19, 2014
Jul 19, 2014 at 9:17 AM UTC
A wide, wide lake
And a paddler.
Moving in no particular direction,
just keeping
Above the glassy depths.
Paddling,
praying it never tips.
Praying so hard,
And still; the wind picks up.
The paddler turns around
oh, so, slowly
and moves for shore.
Chest burning,
water on fingertips, (tip?)
waves getting higher.
Swallowed lake water
up the nose.
The Paddler
sinks to the bottom.
And kicks off!
Wading Home to the Unknown.