Nightswimming ....deserves a quiet night

And a quiet night it was....almost silent. The air was still, and heavy with heat. Dusk, a grey twilight under a cloudy sky and the orange glow of the street light. Perfect for a solo evening swim.

Suspension...the water and the air are so close in temperature. The water is slightly cooler though, refreshing and lovely. I glide under the surface, enjoying the feeling of weightlessness, of being stretched out in space. From above and below the water, I watch the orange light of the street lamp ripple and reflect across the surface and depths of the pool, as it moves across my limbs. Ripples and refractions.

Peaceful, the water smooth and warm and wonderful as I glide through it, back and forth, testing the limits of my lungs, turning and twisting underwater, peering up at the world from below. Everyone else is inside by this point, relaxing in artificial coolness. The evening, the water, the sky are mine.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...........

Getting out of the water, finally, I notice that the sky is not all clouded over, as I had thought. The moon is in fact visible through the mists, an orb half lit, still low in the sky...it was hidden from view in the pool, behind the trees.