A sage soul once said
When you hit rock bottom,
there’s nowhere left to go but up
and up.
I always envisioned this as
diving feet first into the ocean;
Maybe the deep end of
a pool –
never fully do I reach the bottom;
Even as gravity tugs
and despite its insistence
I’m already buoying back to the surface…
A question:
Did I ever actually touch the bottom, even a little?
Down’s always a possibility
on this elevator ride
but Up’s often the stronger motivation
when traveling –
Higher I get
higher I go
fiery air balloon of will
Floating, never stopping…
Until ground level
and bottom
are distant clouds
of memory.
Kayfucius 