Beneath the Waves

Photo by Chris Galford

White water rush,

cool crystal commence

the crashing of my flesh

subverted in the waves

of vigorous caress,

still on, this mountain roar–

a silent stillness, in the drink.

An eight-legged freefall

An eight-legged freefall

Broken by the craftsman’s weave,

Inch by inch, crawls home.