Dive into Me

the evolution of intentional isolation
often leaves me floating in the shallow
oblivious to the rising and the setting sun

what starts as purpose fades to peace
desire for introspection wades at reflection
contentment rides the ebb and flow, no wake

consecutive rests induce willful rumination
ponders the depths and churns the memories
discovers growth, excitement churns alas

dive into me calls out the deep
dive into me, I long to be free

who is this that calls out to me
let me be
I'm content swimming in the shallow
it's predictable here
I'm certain to sustain peace

a conversation frequently had

even so, the darkness below pulls 
the deeper the roots the richer the soil
the fuller I'll grow

unless I dive into me
I'll never know

Lori Minutoli 12/27/22