Swimming With Seahorses~

Often the journey of journaling the thoughts in my head lead me to old familiar places~  thoughts that frighten me, for I wonder if the deeper I delve, will I slowly sink?  

Yet I discover once there I really can lay back and float.  Skimming or swimming the surface is never the answer for me.  So I must dive and reach~ for in truth, it’s just water I tread, knowing that within me is a fire that burns. 

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