Divine Intervention

Rise

I heard a voice whilst drowning:

Water in my lungs,
Feeling the life escape me.

Rushing toward me with warmth,
The voice was soft and low.

I felt an arm pull me,
Up and
Up and
Up.

The surface smelled like freedom –
The brine and salt were behind me.

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