level up, breathe past the surface,
stick your chin up and rise above it.
Let the water rise so close,
So you can open your mouth wide enough to taste it,
and the water rings through your ears,
emitting the echoes of your hollow heartbeat.
Sink into a watery realm,
where finger tips lengthen and skin softens.
Where hair fans out like flames in a breeze.
Where breath takes a time out and the mind winds down.
And everything slows down and is taken at ease.