Shimmers

Flailing for truth I grab-hold clamor outward, a reality smack of resounding pain upon skin's impact and nerve-ending alarm of rude awakening--emptiness; I change inside when I step out of my position of perceived control and let life roll around me, like learning to float on your back in the swimming pool...relax, breathe and resist the urge to struggle against the transparent medium that is your body's backrest and fearful, timidly trusted support. You learn to stretch out on faith of molecules and density and invisible inhalations and achieve the balance of solid form and ever-altering, surrounding chaos alone, realizing the delicacy of your tiny existence.