upstream, i swim
arm over arm,
kicking my legs
in the cold water.
upstream, against
the moonless tide,
the rocks below
me, as my body
cuts through the clear
mountain stream.
there is no other
side, there is
just forward, back
to where it all
began. i've been
at the other end,
and i can't back there
so it's
upstream for me,
arm over arm, my
legs kicking.