Learning to Swim

I choke.
I sputter.
I give up
and rise to the surface
of the water and float,
resigned to the ways
that water releases me
even when I am lost
in the waves
of doubt
like today.

This clean and clear womb
comforts me under the open sky
and I swim in peace
under the stars
and watch the moon rise
over the mountain
and climb
toward heaven.

In this dreaming of no fear
I learn to swim
with so much strength
toward a shore
that welcomes me
like home.