progress swift and crushing
shapes unplanned horizons
impressed upon the sedimentary sea
wind imploring freedom,
rain laments doubt
your sodden limbs part
the thick funnel aside with firm,
angelic strokes
imagining how panic floats
off, dissolving in harmony
with the blind current
you breathe with clear and confident
aim as trained,
yet suspended still
intentions bold and reckless
tumble around outcrops of the very landscape
you dreamed,
spraying foams of happiness
into the sky
your heavy eyes blink,
disbelieving witnesses,
gratefully glimpsing those wisps of joy
from the safety of your well
such striving engineered
precisely as instructed,
congratulations
a pause, simply
buoyed by mild exhaustion
you spin, tethered to a fine thread
of beauty
hanging from an unseen web far, far above
the sun tears through a hint of truth
behind the shallow storms,
transforming your mirror,
black to blue
you discover a delicate, yellow spider bobs
before your chin,
circling, circling playfully,
abruptly diving inward
catch your breath
and plunge