What a beautiful word to describe drowning.
I saw the lights blinking goodbye
As my plane started off from Mumbai
They looked like lit up rivers bordering
Deep, murky, blue tracts of land.
Then the plane carried me higher up
Now the lights were golden and silver stars
And I was watching galaxies twinkle on earth –
Or maybe they were startled fireworks
Frozen for eternity in an upside down sky.
Then the lights disappeared, the dark sea was below.
I could feel its depths, I could hear it moaning.
I trembled with the knowledge that in a moment of agony
Its arms could submerge the lights.
I felt the ocean within me
Its rage settled beneath my frail ribs
I was drowning in melancholy
The lights shone still.