A Poem a Day (523): Water wings

 
Water wings 

We walk on water only to
sink inside,
spirited down into the depths
of silence.
 
Liquid seeps between our toes,
sucks us down,
until we are one with silence.
 
The depths echo our thoughts,
transport us to a new world
outside of time,
our limbs no longer ours.
 
Bodiless we hang,
suspended. Only consciousness
in blue.
 
Copyright Vickie Johnstone, July 16, 2022