Thinking

I feel the weight of my history and the equal pull to be true to myself.

I am thinking on it.

I watched as I swam in the darkening evening tonight
enveloped by my emotions, my contradictions, my decisions to be made
amidst the enveloping tangerine sky of the setting sun,
the turquoise sea, the stingrays swimming by
and the darkened ochre cliffs.

I swam into the dark; out to sea facing the horizon
and thought of the sparkling sunlight of
morning coffee.

I am thinking.