opening your eyes underwater
something wonderful you should
if you have goggles, great to see
curious fish come to greet you
deeper areas maybe bigger ones
get a buddy to swim with plus spear
waist deep, shells; small fish paradise
i watch an open clam spit debris, sand
colorful fins darting past my eyepiece
moss covered rocks, beneath my feet
i am a visitor to their domain, i respect
leave them where they are for somebody
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do not do this without proper
instruction or training from
qualified instructor...be safe
no second chance after death.
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