Wondering silently about life and it's security,
feeling quietly inside.
Reaching timidly in several directions, looking
for acknowledgement and understanding.
Slightly sliding into unknown depths, unafraid
as before.
Knowing somehow deep inside that there are foot
holds below or above, and I will hover gently,
looking on, before becoming a part of it,
immersing self.
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