Swam in the mighty Murray
As a little child, learning to float
Swam in Lake Bonney, Barmera
For many years over my life
Water was always my comfort
My peace
There’s nothing like fresh water
To ease your pain
Lie back, allowing it to soothe
Envelop, caress, carry you along
Bobbing like a cork
Allowing your mind to do its work
Listen only to the lapping of the waves
Along your skull, your scalp
Let it in to help soothe your fears
Wash away your tears
On stormy nights down by the beach
I’d listen to the crashing waves
Soothing my soul with its sounds
Somehow the force of those waves
Exactly paralleled my torment
Were an echo of what was going on inside
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