My relationship with water 
started long before I was born. 
In a warm liquid world
I formed within this
cushiony incubator
carefully guarded by
my mother’s twenty five
year old body.
My next encounter with
this life sustaining formula
would have been a bath,
where I may have felt
the familiar lack of friction 
against my fresh infant skin.
From river wading to lake swimming 
to the continual pull of the ocean
I am teathered by my heart to
this flowing force, each wave 
 a reminder of our bond to this
earth, as nourishing as my 
first floating world. 

KW. 6/16/23