Swimming

 

In the garden of her life

where she tends the flowers

from her heart

the sun and soil chain her dreams

until she slips upon a sea

to swim so far from every bond

placed upon her spirit.

 

Fins form from fantasy’s floating visions

for  a while she truly feels free

like a creature without any restrains

happily tasting of such oceanic liberty.

 

Was a time before motherhood

held her upon a shore

that her soul clung to the tides

imagined its waves

gently taking away the memories

of the what had imprisoned her hopes.

 

So now she shares tales

from mermaids, mariners and watery mysteries

with her children each day,

inside hoping one day

one of them will know

the voyages she never took.