Breach
I must have been a fish.
Been swimming all my life...
so long I can't recall
a life without the water --
always the water, warm,
I could not wish for more --
the rhythms soothing me,
the ever-thrumming,
gentle music drumming me,
touching me,
massaging me,
holding me,
feeding me...until
the day it all got turned
around and upside down --
the waters broke and damn
near pulled me with the flow --
but I'd got stuck somewhere
in chaos...couldn't move
my legs my arms...squeezing...
pushing...pulling...tugging...
twisting--a sudden splash
and blinding flash exploded --
my eyes my ears my head --
a sudden shock of cold --
warm water gone...
then all quiet...pressure...
warm...warm returning...
reassuring...music
playing once agian,
but different is some way
I couldn't comprehend.
A cataclysm had
occured!  What kind
of cosmic change was this?
Everything I knew
was gone, but wasn't gone --
aware now only of
the music, pressure warm
in strnge surrounds --
no water here --
the comfort in familiar
gone.  and yet,
somehow was love.
Exhausted, spent,
I slept...I slept.