Being

on a long trip

off a short pier

hope I can swim

the water may

be deep

over my head

I’ve been in

over my head

before

treading water

swimming strongly

to the next

shore

I wish

I always wish

when what I have

seems lacking in some way

actually it’s adequate

I just feel the water will be

deeper

and the shore farther

than my strokes can

carry me

but I can tread & rest

until my strong stroke

comes back.

It invariably does

and I’m on my way

again not wishing

so much as enjoying

being where I am.

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