Saffron Quinn

I hate the rain…. but

Have you been swimming when it rains?
Been fully submerged,
sitting calmly under the waves?
The feel of waterlike smooth silk, upon bare skin
Such pure moments, still and silent
It feels as if time has stopped

Yet, a storm brews above
It is hard to see but you know it is there
waiting
waiting for you to come up and gasp for air
For it is only through effort
and held breath
That time could stop
That one could find temporary rest.