Solstice

It is late evening,

the children have settled.

I step quietly into the dark, languid pool.

The only movement comes from the ripples

I create as I advance deeper into the abyss.

There is a shallow fog, floating just above the surface,

silently dissipating into the cooling night air. 

I float, watching the last, fleeting teal grey color as it streaks the

Western sky, and I exhale.

Solstice.