Under the water is a menagerie of beings glowing bright. It is like ballons under the water.
When you sink down to the bottom, you hold you hands up and feel nothingness (which feels like something).
It makes you want to cry, but not because of pain — from something else.
And the quiet listeners
And the quiet whisperers
And the quiet wonderers
They are around you in the dark thunderous noise of the deep.
They put their hands on your shoulders so you can do this collectively.
That float through the deep…
They surround you and helpyou to see beauty once again.