Intertwined Poem by Christine A Kysely

I feel the rushes
Wound ‘round my feet
Intertwined about me
Aspiring to possess my soul
To hold me eternally from below.

I can see
The sunlight above me
Shining far above my face
In shadows of green and yellow
The warmth of the summer sun.

In the dappled water so high above
So near and yet so far beyond…
Offering finite life
Whilst below there is only
The silence
Of perpetual sleep.

I can see
Floating ever after
Trying hard to breathe
Holding in my last breathe
Of sweet and earthly air
While visions of the great beyond
are swimming through my hair.

Bubbles of effervescence rise
Like past and future aspirations
Swirling about
On the thinnest strand
Of my last thread
Of that which toward
I can barely stretch.

(November 26,2010 Wausau, Wisconsin)

(c) Copyright 2010 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved

*This is a poem about almost drowning.