for me this is true

I never test it out to see how cold.
I don't wait for the clouds to move, the sun to peek out
or the wind to change direction.



I take a deep breath and dive in.

I swim as far as I can never coming up for air until my lungs need filling.



When I do come up for air I feel restored.
Leaving the days worries to sift down
and settle within the tiny pebbles below
I make the swim back to shore. I am smiling.



For me this is true.
In the woods, we return to reason and faith.
-Ralph Waldo Emerson

poem and concept blatently stolen from Sarah at Bee House Hives - I thank you for sharing this poem!