By Lisa Huddleston

Tonight as I lay in bed

I fell

Out of a raft

Into white water.

I remembered:

Don’t fight it;

Trying to stand

Will only catch your feet

In the rocks.

Give up,

Let go, and

Float.

The current will carry you

To stiller waters

Where surely you can

Climb in or be lifted up

Into the raft.

And gentler waves will lull you back to sleep.