surfacing

I’ve always been here,
floating beneath the surface.

it’s why I was once there,
on a black sand beach.

the water was cold, and so
I opened my eyes
and saw
something I hadn’t seen before.

we know what it was.
it doesn’t take this author
to describe.

it was the sun!
it was the stars!
it was the waves!
it was the people!
it was the joy!
it was the volcanoes!
it was the lava!
it was the food!
it was the magic!

it was the world,
sitting there,
beckoning against the odds
that I could hear it calling
from under the waves.

now that I’ve come up
to fill air into these lungs
I know why.

life emerged from the sea.
tsunamis, too.
and so did this little evolved monkey.