Drowning in Shallow Water

Air rushes through my gaping mouth and my eyelids turn red from the sun shining through them as I broke the surface. I dare not open them for water was still spilling over my face. The sun gradually released it’s power against my face, warming my skin as the film of water beaded into drops off my chin. I open my eyes slightly to see a twinkle of the bright sphere through my still wet eyelashes. I wince and close them again but quickly open them fully to face the overpowering star.

Everything is white and I let out sigh.

I didn’t realize a rushing stream a few feet deep could sweep me off my feet. I was hiking a mountain trail through thick green wood stepping over freshly fallen pine needles. A few miles in, I came upon a small stream leading away from a glorious waterfall. The air was slightly cooler near the waters and filled with the sound of turbulent war between liquids and solids. It wasn’t as pleasing as I had hoped. Just further ahead was my destination, a small overlook that broke through the impenetrable forest.

Fish eased by as I peered into the crystal flow. The creek bed felt closer to me than it was. I stepped forward to the edge. Twisting, I stepped with my right foot past the bank and into the bitter water. Just as I reached the bottom, the weak rooted grass crumbled beneath my left foot and into the water. My arms were reaching to the clouds hoping grasp their billowy faces when my face was washed with the waters surface.

Everything was black and I held my breath.

I looked over to my rescuer and asked, “How did you know?”

“I know myself.” She replied staring at me with eyes I could feel in my soul.

 

 

One Comment

  1. Posted April 15, 2010 at 10:37 pm | Permalink

    wow.

Post a Comment

Your email is never published nor shared. Required fields are marked *

*
*