I swam out to the middle
Of the world
Taking nothing for my journey
With just a sun as guide
And a moon upon my other shoulder
That floated down to be with me
And peacefully we drifted there
Nymphs of water
Nymphs of air
The three of us together
Suspended in the buoyancy
Of deepest lake and largest sky
And with no weight to anchor us
We gave our fates to God
And left our fortunes
Intertwined
In green
Reflections
Of the stalwart pine




Sara Mathews     May 2016