From Two Feet Above

From two feet above. I could see myself. I had jumped off the boat into water over my head. I wished I were back in the boat instead of waiting to breath. I could see myself walking along the bottom of the lake. I was about three feet tall then. A child and yet a man as I walked. I had made it to shore at long last with a gasp. I had walked ten feet to shore as I had never walked before. I felt in my windedness, I belonged back there. Why I asked myself, I am not a fish. John H. Hardison..