Like dolphins nudging
injured swimmers
I feel all the ways
I have been floated into safety,
moved by others’ buoyancy
into new harbours.
No heroic intervention,
instinctive caring
rises out of play and daily hunt,
welcoming whatever visits
no matter how it arrives.
Let my healing
bring new grace and companions,
moving without a trainer’s dangle
or dependence on regular fish,
a swimmer’s generosity
in trusting ocean.
Unlike the rescuers
with ready alarms,
let me move immersed
until the cries find me,
play freely
until I am called
to swim alongside.