Tuesday, February 10, 2009

Revisited

The pool, your breath is taken away by the strong aroma of chlorine.
The humidity against your skin as though your in a tropical paradise.
The cool dampness of the tile deck against bare feet
The refraction of light and water dancing on the wall.
The splashing of swimmers arms as the exit then reenter the water over and over again.
The loud explosive sound made by the diving board as divers practice for their next competition
The muffle of the crowd
The nervous anticipation in the pit of your stomach
The event is announced and your name is called
The climb onto the starting block
The official says take your mark
The buzzer sounds
And you swim as though there's no tomorrow

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