neruda
Ex isled
The blue of the water and the white of the sands are the among the best things on the island.
When I snorkel - it is my own pulsating breath that remind me Im in a new world now. Just a few inches below the water, my eye begins to search - darting between slippery grey rocks and the white of the sands for aquatic life.
I see big bodied beings in brilliant flashes of color. I see motion - now rapid now placid. I see the calm serenity with which the living devours another living. I float horizontal sharing the world of those I would have not normally lived with.
The sun filters through - shivering flashes of shadow and light.
When I break the surface - its only becoz the last bus will take me home...
When I snorkel - it is my own pulsating breath that remind me Im in a new world now. Just a few inches below the water, my eye begins to search - darting between slippery grey rocks and the white of the sands for aquatic life.
I see big bodied beings in brilliant flashes of color. I see motion - now rapid now placid. I see the calm serenity with which the living devours another living. I float horizontal sharing the world of those I would have not normally lived with.
The sun filters through - shivering flashes of shadow and light.
When I break the surface - its only becoz the last bus will take me home...