Light in the Water

by Justine C. Tajonera

Same body of water,
same box,
same volume of liquid
but what has changed?

Only the quality of the light.
For this one change,
there are so many different
feelings:
happiness, hope,
something to look forward to.

When the light touches
the water,
beautiful things
are visible,
whole imagined
cities and
happy
memories.

Nothing is different
but everything is
transformed
in the light
in the
water.

(Jan. 18. 2010)

Image from http://www.flickr.com/photos/bibliona/208792522

The Zen of Swimming

by Justine C. Tajonera

I breathe in and out,
my legs kick outward
like a frog,
my hands gather
together and
push gainst
the water,
I move forward
a foot at
a time.

There is nothing but
me and the
water and
my breath.
There is nothing
to think about,
nothing to weigh,
there is only my
body suspended
in an element
neither hot
nor cold.

The blood in my
body listens
to the flow
of the water.

(Jan. 4, 2010)

Image from http://www.flickr.com/photos/rhockens/3972610159/

Skimming

by Justine C. Tajonera

It's entirely possible
to dwell on the surface
of things,
tread so lightly
that you barely
leave a mark.
It would help
cover great distances,
yes, though without
any depth.

There is something
about plunging
yourself
into the water
that no account
could ever capture:
the smell of it, the taste
of it, the feel
of it, the body
of it.

The sublime dance
of total immersion
hardly drowns out
the world.
It is
the world.

(Oct. 18, 2009)

Image from vuw.ac.nz