A Midnight Swim

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Once in every four fortnights I find myself sitting by a stream, a river or a swimming pool after midnight. While all beautiful things are admired after dawn, I am constantly drawn to the magnificence of the after light. The soothing calmness of silence… The still and undisturbed flowing waters… The countless stars making me feel so insignificant… The moonshine, the only provider of light to nightfall…

It is at this time of solitude that I can reflect on myself, my life, stare back into my soul and think about things that daily life would never bear in my mind. I see the reflection of my heart, all the names imprinted on it, all the memories embossed, all that makes me who I am. And I think, contemplate and get lost in abyss of my own thoughts.

When I'm done being thankful for my past, I think about my dreams and wishes. My wants, my needs… What? Where? When? How? So many unanswered questions of the endless chain of thoughts… I know they will be answered in time. I just know. And so I stand up, I walk to the waters and take a plunge... 

It's cold and I can feel the shivers running down my spine as every part of me touches the chill of the waters in a progression. I feel every bit of it. From the tip of my fingers, running through my hands, to my head, my eyes, my lips, my neck, through and through my torso, my legs, my feet and finally the tip of my toes.

The dive takes me to the bottom as deep as I can and I stay in momentum and push the water behind me moving forward as I feel the bubbles brushing and escaping the surface of my skin. I stay low until I am almost out of breath and then swim up to the surface. I gasp for air, take a deep breath. I shut my eyes for a brief second and then slowly open them again. This moment only brings happiness, a feeling I cherish each time.

I feel my muscles freezing up, my body going cold. I stroke the water with my arms while I kick tough from behind and swim on. That being the only way to keep my body warm in the chill. One hand racing ahead of the other in alternation... I am swimming on, taking myself forward without looking back, just taking a breath of air every once in 3 stokes, so that I look around too while I swim away. I can't see how far I reach, but I continue until my lungs are exhausted and my body can't swim anymore.

I get out of the water and I can feel the goose flesh built up on my skin. I feel so alive, so afresh. I walk into the arms of warmth, comfort, love and sleep a peaceful night.


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  1. Unknown7 July 2016 at 17:09

    It is important to acompany with reflection when they do something. I sometimes enjoy A Midnight Fishing on the lake. After dropping a line into the lake, I wait for a signal of fish silently for a long time. The suface of lake looks like a mirror. And the moon is very bright. Then I’m deeply thinking about my life, family, work, friends and so on. I think you feel like similar emotions when you swim at night. There are big difference between doing at day and at night. I think you know that very well. But, for your safety, please don’t swim alone at night. haha

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