I'm On A Boat

I've been here my whole life but, I never quite noticed how spectacular it could be. I'm on a boat, I'm floating, the air is warm. The trees are dark green and tall, standing in a noble crowd around the lake. The water is dark blue, clear in certain angles, reflecting like my eyes. The sky is a bright, light blue. My boat bobs along, gently. I can hear so many sounds. Birds, leaves in the breeze, water against the edge of the boat. I can breathe. It's crisp and cleansing, filling my whole body with warmth. I breathe out and realize my eyes had drifted closed. You are in the boat. I don't know if I noticed you were there before but, now I see you in my boat. I guess its our boat, now. You smile and breathe in also. I hadn't realized how light I felt until then. The boat used to be too full. I felt as though it was practically sinking. Constantly struggling to keep my head above the surface of the water, gasping for air when the boat was too heavy to float any longer. Not now. Now the boat is light. I don't remember you being in the boat when I was sinking. Were you always there? Did you feel like our boat was sinking for a time? Maybe you didn't realize I was in the boat with you, either. Perhaps you were being sucked under the lake, like I was, thinking there was no one there to help rescue you. Maybe we were both caught up with our own pursuit to notice. It doesn't really matter now. Now we are both in the boat. We both know we are in the boat. This boat floats. I see you in bright white that is reflecting the sun. I feel warm and alive. This is a good boat, our boat. I don't know if I liked the boat before so much. Now that I notice you're in it, I am not in a hurry any longer. I'm not trying to save myself anymore. I just exist, with you, in our boat.