I have known only my own shallows - <br />Safe, plumbed places, <br />Where I was wont to preen myself. <br /> <br />But for the abyss <br />I wanted a plank beneath <br />And horizons… <br /> <br />I was afraid of the silence <br />And the slipping toe-hold… <br /> <br />Oh, could I now dive <br />Into the unexplored deeps of me - <br />Delve and bring up and give <br />All that is submerged, encased, unfolded, <br />That is yet the best.<br /><br />Lola Ridge<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/submerged-4/
