Descent

Is this the way it should be?*
I see my mother’s hand
A scream…
I must remove this memory
A voice, a heartbeat
Eyes closed
Finally I understand
I let the icy water burn my eyes
I accept the water’s raw caress
And I drift into a new existence
We have been expecting you
Traveller of the deep
This voyage has ended
A new one lies ahead
Rest now, don’t despair
The ocean protects you