Thursday 20 August 2015

The Dive

With the sun in my eyes,
There is nothing else I can see,
As I start to dive.
I bend and gracefully curve,
Into the water.
I feel my hands go in,
While my legs are still exposed,
To air.
My hands skim the bottom of the lake,
And I go up, up.
I break the surface of the water,
And I take a deep breath,
As I swim back to the dock to go again.