Shedding awkward like a shell
the water proffers grace
as in the darkness I command
a confidence I lack on land
to dive and float with faith
that I have found an element
with which my skills and strength were meant to
merge in like a second skin
darkness rends invisible
as does aquatic skill
so many that I swim about
imbued with fear, filled with self doubt
they thrash and churn and tense
their trouble puts them in plain sight
relief naught but a touch so light
turning panic into dance
dancing has inherent risk
intent misunderstood
leads to rejection out of hand
from one more comfortable on land
afloat once more adrift
reflect on path to better end
reconnoiter as a friend
curiosity remains
recognition slowly dawns
proceed, but without haste
for swimmers on the land may drown
they thrash and churn, appear unsound
need naught but a light touch
to gain some poise, some small insight
that worlds are different that's all right
every one merits respect
chastened floating in the sea
I dream about the shore
how to approach a second chance
perhaps a very simple dance or
collaborative verse
from common prompt each work should spring
exchanged interpretations bring
a meeting of both heart and mind
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