Lungs to Gils and Back Again…

The underwater breath of life. An intake that hurts humans much like a knife. Filling the lungs with all that’s become. An infused universe created below the Sun. Pulled to and throw by ways of the Moon. Adapting each time to the new dance and swoon. Finding a new life and way to be. As having parted from sky to be with sea. An abyss exists in both forms true. While each still remaining mysterious to the other, leaving very little clue.