In My Element

(This is Part II of my last poem “Deep Sea Inner Diver.”-Further explaining why I dive.)

 

Some would call my diving,

Reckless, pointless, morbid, or just wrong,

But not all hear the call of the Sea.

 

Some are children of the Earth and Sky,

Still others dance with Fire,

To come alive.

 

Four elements making up,

One body of explorers,

No one less necessary.

 

A true Piscean at heart,

Most at home,

In the ever-gifting, ever-shifting,

Ever-loving sea.

 

Reclaiming lost pieces,

And reconnecting with humanity.

 

Truth be told,

If it weren’t for God,

And my fellow soul companions,

 

I’d have long ago drown.

 

-Gilda Patricia

 

 

 

 

Author: GILDASPOEMS

Poems that feed the soul

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