Cold Waters

Photo by Etienne Girardet on Unsplash

I stand at the edge of the pool
And I hear his booming voice
I wonder how cold it would be
I wonder how deep the waters are
I wonder how long it would take
For me to come back to surface
I wonder how long I would
I have to hold onto Life down there
I see others jumping in with joy
And in the ripples I see abound
The only one in my way is me …