"Learning to Swim" By Natalie Clark

Over rapping tapping waves
She perches
crouched in thought,
searching for the cunning will
She knows she has
to speak.

Raging rapids, pensive chaos
She builds
busied by the day,
hoping for the single moment
She feels is best
to burst.

In peaceful autumnal streams
She wades
half immersed in stillness,
striving for balance
She knows she needs
to live
to smile

to love.