take it slow

i want to do it all

from here

to the moon

high fiving aliens

waving to God

through a wormhole

to find myself as a tiny beating heart

again

in the womb

like how you feel in the morning

just at the very moment you realize

"I'm alive.  Hello, This Day."

there are so many versions of me

i want to be

so i'm squinting to see

tenebrous shapes 

above/beneath 

this sea

i'm

so far down

looking toward 

the sun:

wobbling watery balloon

radiance!

floating in the rays

anchored to silt

hands are for

reaching gentle things

swimming by

tiny little whispers

want to hold

but,

fingers are clumsy

so i just breathe a little bit

less

so peaceful here

i think i'll stay awhile