Descent -

Is this the way it should be?*

I see my mother’s hand

A scream…

I must remove this memory

A voice, a heartbeat

Eyes closed

Finally I understand

I let the icy water burn my eyes

I accept the water’s raw caress

And I drift into a new existence

We have been expecting you

Traveller of the deep

This voyage has ended

A new one lies ahead

Rest now, don’t despair

The ocean protects you