Doing Swimmingly

I a woman of sixty and seven have come to realize There is more here going on than is evident to the eyes What is allowed by ego to filter through our defences Is not the sum total registered by our senses As we are able to carry the weight like a mother doting Incrementally it sifts it through without sugar coating We see what we are ready to see unedited without bias No matter the seas that lay ahead we say in confidence Try Us Last Friday week I learned to swim after being the banker for years Finding I'm hyped to name and address all my other fears I want to live life conscientiously enslaved to nothing but God The trainers are off on my way giving my governess a nod