I thought only death would be so peaceful
My ears are useless, muffled and deaf
I don’t breathe now, lungs stopped
Idol
My heart slows, relaxing under increased pressure
Sight is all that remains
An opaque vision of color and life
Serenity
I can’t stay here
This momentary peace must yield
To the screams of my lungs and mind
Up
Toward the surface
To the world of air breathing creatures
And over stimulated demands
Note: On free diving in the Atlantic near Bermuda.