Truth:lake

I float, my body
Finally relaxed, cleansed in the pure
Truth it can know

While thoughts in my head
Fight against the horizon
Panic if liquid

Should enter my mouth,
Swallow or inhale? Neither:
Truth belongs outside.

A surface hallowed,
Depths shall not be explored
Or so I was warned...

Waves crash in my head,
Ocean already inside;
The air is a crutch.

See my compulsion,
Let my face underwater,
Of course I can swim.