and you find yourself there

and you find yourself there beneath the sun. rowing forth in some strange creature. eternity. the middle of the ocean. and then you are alone with her. the sea. vast and perfect and timeless. your feet hang over the sides of the kayak and fall listlessly into the cold water. salt. paddle. paddle. paddle. you have stumbled into a kelp forest now. seals at play with the trees of the ocean and each other. the excitement at this moves you to reckless laughter and whooping. you leap from the boat hoping to touch one. you are fortunate. you actually lay your skin covered hand atop one of their heads. then panic hits you as the water swallows your body more and more. the boat drifting away. it is far to deep for you to comprehend. and full of creatures that you find rather terrifying. something like what you would imagine outer-space to be like. you climb back into the boat and paddle to a shore that is but a speck in the distance. you are stunned by the smallness of your existence. it sounds cliche, but it is so terribly real. and days later, you still cannot remove the taste of that feeling from your palate. it lingers and lingers. maybe it will never leave. ever. never ever.

Posted by at September 4, 2002 09:29 PM

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