We are whirling

Spinning

We are out of control

So close to drowning

 Yet somehow

We dodge the dangers that threaten us

The horizon is bright

But the swim to get there is long

And hard

Sharks circle

Waiting for the smell of our blood

Waiting for the bubbles that our legs make

As we swim

As we struggle

As we race

To the brightness

The glow

The serenity

The peace