I have sunk to the bottom of the pond

There is only sediment there

Sludge from past storms

Decaying plant matter

Leaves that once were on trees soaking in the light

Their time to soak in the sun and dance in the wind long over

Now gunk mingled with more dead things

Whose time has passed

There is no oxygen here

At the bottom of the pond

My body settles on this decaying matter

Slowly blinking I see little glimmers of sun

Dancing on the surface

Kind of reminds me of a tap dance

There must be a breeze

Breaking the stillness of the water

I wonder how long I can hold my breathe down here

I feel my lungs banging at my chest

But strangely the fear and anger that led me here

No longer exist

It’s very existential

Grounded here in this human existence

A crisis of want

The want of meaning for life

This car crash sent me flying through the air

Into this pond

Where I now dwell for whatever moments are left

It’s funny, I’m such a fighter

At least I was

Now in this time I know

It would have been better for me

To be deaf, blind and mute

Perhaps then I would have

Heard, seen and spoken

A language that people could understand

Ah well, can’t hold out forever

I gasp and inhale this toxic sludge

It’s not so bad

It won’t be long now

I will soon join the sludge

And its ok, if this is my destiny

For when you find yourself in a place like this

You know you have no power

You must yield to fate

The darkness has come

And I accept the time has come

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What’s going on

I’m heaving and choking

Emptying my stomach on the ground

I sleep, I wake up

I hear voices

I am being carried away

Blankets are on me

I hear voices and see faces

Concerned they are talking to me

I’m in shock

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Many days have passed since that accident

I am clean and in a warm bed

People are helping me

IV’s are feeding me

Doctors are checking on me

Nurses are comforting me

I sleep more

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Today I woke up and wondered

I asked what happened

They said I was driving on the wrong side of the road

I try to remember

I do remember

Oh My God, I see me crying

I was yelling and hurt and hopeless

I’d lost my way and felt too much pain

I wasn’t paying attention because I did not care

What was there left to live for

That is what I felt

I can’t remember anything after that except

Falling through the water

I remember the soft cold sludge

I remember I couldn’t move

I think I was caught under something

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How did you find me, I asked

The nurses looked at each other

Then one of them leaned in close and said

It was a miracle really

People were gathered around the pond

You were seen flying through the air

You landed in the middle of the pond

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Oh my God, how did I let this happen

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The truck driver who was abnormally tall and strong

Moved at an incredible speed into that pond

Actually, this is going to be hard to comprehend

He walked on the water, knelt down

Then reached his strong arm down

He lifted you up out of the water

Walked across the water

Just as the ambulance was arriving

He handed you over

There was so much commotion that no-one saw where he went

He just disappeared

So did the truck

Without a trace

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I was hurt, so hurt

I foolishly gave into deep anger and fear

I lost my way

But I’ve been given a second chance

The chance to life in forgiveness

In knowledge and understanding

The purpose of life is to love and be loved

And that’s what I’m going to do

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