Swimming the Unknown

These are days that require I swim,
to breathe under water, to float tears I can’t shed,
and be strong enough to reach an unknown shore.

I struggle in the power of the current,
fear the length of the storm.
In my weakest hour I rally memories
of what I’ve overcome.

Peace waits in the raging
with open arms.

©Susie Clevenger 2020


  1. Peace has open arms if we can get calmed enough to find them. Very worrisome, swimming under water. And I can't relate to its figure of speech.
    It reads good, a nice poem for me.


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