Scuba

I don’t often burst into song, but watching Sponge Bob reminded me of my diving trip to the Florida Keys. Here’s a little memory of bubbles and prowling sharks, in verse.

Now’s the time
Take a plunge
Even though you don’t know
Who awaits deep below

A shallow trough, or
A rampant flow
Either way
Pure Adrenaline for sure

Deep, breaths of brilliance
Fill my lungs to the brim
This Cerulean blue mesmerises
Like some haunting dream

Move with the flow
Don’t stop, don’t you dare slow
Allow that drag to pull you low
The reef beckons, beauty aglow

Feel, be free, fly high
Breathe
From one depth to another
Bubbling globes rush higher

I sink, the deep folds its arms
True abundance now abounds
Slashed is the blue
With unearthly hue

Spot it, here, then there
Wondrous sight, like mermaid’s snare
So much to take in
Titillating its flare

Then, there’s that fear familiar
The reef suddenly sinister
Hushed, unnaturally still
I know it draws nearer

I don’t see it yet
But I know it will appear
Do I scram?
The boat must be at least a mile clear!

Or, I dive deeper
Squash that old fear
It’s now or never
I can’t let it hold me back, forever