Scuba Dive
We dive through our lives in the same routine
not adventuring or exploring anything
Then all at once, the wind unfurls
we dive into a separate world
A world of rhythm a home to fish
a place of peace for those who wish
and me a guest a mere spectator
who’ll just take pictures to look at later
I grab my reg, check my mask, it’s clean
And I cover my pasty white face with sunscreen
I dive into an ocean of coral and sea,
might see a nurse shark if I’m really lucky
But the dives weren’t the real thing that made this trip neat
It’s the divers, the staff, and the friends that I meet
Because I think that the dives would be a huge bore
Without friends to come with you to help you explore
By: Matthew Boney
