Let me fall

Let me fall.

Let me stop my arms from swimming.

I cannot do it anymore.

The horizon does not exist.

Only a body, thaughts, and infinite water.

Stop swimming and I will sink.

Sink in, what it appears to be, nothing and all.

Around me, my eyes see others bodies.

Some have a glimpse of joy in their face,

As if they knew all about what it is.

They swim whith calm and confidence.

They KNOW.

They seem to know or see, at least,

Something.

Something more than the infinite water and the swim.

Let me sink.

I cannot do it anymore.

Eyes does not see anything but the blue water,

Beautiful water by the way,

Body does not feel anything more than the effort of swimming.

I will sink.

Not because I do not have enough strength to brave the sea

But because the brain tells me:

Why?

Why are you still going?

Where are you going like that?

Others bodies pass.

They KNOW.

They warn me about my ignorance and my naivety.

Are they even real?

Brain tells me that they are.

I cannot do it anymore.

Even if I choose to float, and stay there

Rocked by the waves.

It would be the same.

I cannot do it anymore.

The water is still here,

The body is still doing its thing.

The brain is talking no sens.

This dream is too long and too short at the same time.

I do not want to be in the dream anymore.

I do not want to wake up either.

Yet, I am not certain about all of those statements too.

That is why,

Only sinking is now

The choice that I make...

Too bad that the water is so captivating,

Too bad that I feel that there is something to see by itself,

Too bad that paradoxes are there, and relativity questioning without questioning.

See you

- Marie Mazeau professeure de Yoga sur Paris et à l'international. Guidance avec douceur et Joie.