..............Water................ Poem by Zackory Kzeminski

Standing on the shore-line my feet slip slowly into the cold yet gentle touch
of the oceans essence
just standing there in the early evening's light watching the moon rise
as i slowly slip into an unconscious state of well being
getting lost once again in a world of thoughtlessness and relaxation
losing all track of time just sitting on the shore-line wanting to be one with the aquatic life as i slowly drift off into a soft, deep, un-nerving slumber
just drifting off on the flow of the waves as if i were a feather floating on the wind drifting off into the ocean
drifting along on the backs of dolphins and turtles slowly forgetting the life i left behind
and as i settle into my death i slowly sink down into the oceans abyss wanting to be nothing more than one with the
........................Water............................