Mexico_Cenoteshall we wriggle legs under cool, velvet water in a blue cenote?

trees roots from above where ground-ceiling opens to sun

somehow ancient and extra-terrestrial spaceships all at once

slippery rocks and ledges, racing heart as you swim across

but there’s nothing beneath to pull you under, the rocks are tame

little fish nibble on your feet as big ones lumber by

you can see to the bottom if you take time to look

the cave walls become warm and friendly

inside the belly of the earth

you are a smiling baby again

the world is perfect