In the twilight
Soft water moved over my hands
transient light
folded in the bends of the ripples
spun the plankton
into brilliance
Like spatulas, hands
shoveled the water to the sides
And the minuscule disco balls
Chased after the waves
I shook my body
the hurricane
created a galaxy
illuminated the ebony abyss
revealing lucid green water
My head rested back on the surface
the still water
held me hovering at the horizon
Laying in quiet
I gazed into the heart of the sky
dots glowed above and below
me
Where the black sky
Met the black water
My wake
Resonated over the mangroves
I wondered if I had
exceeded my stay in the sea
pushed the horizon
and the handfuls of light behind me
with gentle strokes
I swam away from the dark celestial boundary
Ended my intrusion
And emerged from the night swim
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