Water

• Salil James, Grade 6
• Short Story
• 2004

I am falling… lower and lower!
Faster and faster! Down I go!
Soon I will crash onto Earth’s surface.
Soon… SPLAT!

Where am I? What is going on?
So many questions, so little time.
I notice that the ground is soft.

Oh no! A huge wave has engulfed me at high tide.
I’m being pulled further away from land.
Ah! At last!

The sea has calmed down.
I feel lighter. And warmer.
The sun has risen! I am rising into the air.

Higher and higher… towards the bright light…

It’s getting windy and it’s making me cold
As I fold into the caressing clouds.

By Salil James

(PS. My poem is 16 lines long, but transferring it from Microsoft Word to here Changed it's settings)