I float freely in contained space
holding onto edges at lane’s ends
and staying within the lines
A safe place for me to think
I see more clearly under aqua blue
than when looking at mirrored reflections above
Buoyant feelings bubble out my throat
As each unspoken number brings me closer to the next turn
Bursting forth and slowing down
I turn my head for air
Kicking waves behind me
A few more silent numbers to chant before I finish