Approaching

I don't really know how to swim

except to save my life, flailing about,

head barely above water

yet here I stand at the edge of the unknown,

so inviting in such heat, clear and blue

so scary, I don't like getting wet,

even showers do not appeal except to 

keep up with the requirement of civilized

hygiene.

I do not want to be called French

for a lack in this arena.

so here I stand, my toes tentatively 

close to the edge, my heart pounding 

in my chest, afraid but attracted to

this pool of blue unknown.

I ease myself in and swim across

the pool looking for answers.