Sunken

You sink under, I can reach you, you are at arms length, but I choose to let you go.  You sink under, but resurface, gaining confidence and becoming stronger in each passing moment.  I am in awe of you, your independence, your determination and strength in this precious life of yours, your ability to not only survive but surpass where you had been.  I wish and pray that I can take possession of that strength, to revive, reinvent, myself before my moment is gone.  I sink under, you are at arms length, and choose to let me go.  I cannot breathe and succumb to the depth of the water.  I sunk under, and you chose to let me go.