The placid depths of lap pool
release relief just beneath
water’s surface
with each stroke
I lose myself
in the rhythmic slaps
of lap swimming
I glide through water
past twenty five yards
of azure-tiled canvas
breathing bubbles,
releasing stress
unwhispered secrets retreating
from daily burdens.
Pushing and pulling
through water
I am guided
by the metronome
in my mind
one, two, three, breathe
one, two, three, breathe
inhale, exhale,
inhale, exhale
The pool buries noises
and chaos of the streets
I immerse myself
deeper
beneath surface
silence and solitude
connecting mind, body, soul
in rhythmic bliss
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