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I move slowly to the edge of the boat
Holding on, trying to maintain balance
against the waves and weight of equipment
A final check in preparation for the dive
I close my eyes and step off the boat into 
the Tongue of the Ocean

I hit the water and sink below the silvery surface 
Crystal bubbles everywhere 
I am in a different world – of
muted sounds
filtered light
blue washed colors
fluid liquid environment

The sounds of bubbles dissipate 
replaced by the eerie sound of my own breathing
Collecting myself, I find my equilibrium 
and slowly begin my descent
head first, aware of the weightlessness of my equipment
and how easily I move

I can see the bottom below me,
gradually sloping towards the edge of the wall
where it drops drops drops 6000 feet to the ocean floor

I swim steadily towards the Edge – 
peripherally aware that the bottom is teaming with life 
motion and sound –
And Over …. The Wall

The bottom falls away
I am gliding, gently sinking past an ancient subterranean wall,
filled with crusty life of faded orange and yellow hues
tinted blue by the depths
Glimpses of hidden caverns and craggy ledges

Overcome with awe at the seemingly endless precipice
I turn away from the Wall and I am engulfed by….
the fathomless marine Void
Nothing else exists
Time is suspended
Primal
Beckoning
Fluid Cerulean Space

One moment, infinite and translucent,
The next, dense and opaque 
Floating
Dissolved
Peaceful

Slowly I separate myself….
my awareness of self and my senses returning 
Dazed by the depth and the magnificent
Peace of the indigo abyss
I swim to a ledge on the wall

Once again I am aware of my breathing and the passage of time
Checking my watch I begin my ascent, amazed that only 
six minutes has passed since I left the surface

No longer do I feel my weightlessness as I laboriously swim up 
The Wall that had been so easily and effortlessly descended
Looking towards the surface, through the rising silver bubbles
I see the rays of sunlight streaming through the water trying to 
penetrate the blue with light and color

As I near the surface I glance at the bottom – so
distant from my high vantage point 
My gaze sweeps over to the Edge of the Wall and
the Blue Void …. Beyond
For a brief moment I recapture the feeling of Oneness
that overwhelmed me in the depths
I climb onto the boat filled with a serene sense of well being,
aware that, deep inside, a Fluid Space exists within.
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