flow

I am drifting,
slowly drifting.

The water carries me down...
it sparkles.

Shimmering white moves along a constant cover;
gaze above, a pure blue sky with clouds all around.

Soft,
gentle clouds.

Depths of emerald trees consume my vision.
They're strong.

I feel heat as
the sun beats down on my naked shoulders.

Yes, I am drifting..
drifting along--drifting.