No Longer Drowning

In her dream, she swims without breathing,
gliding through the tranquil moonlit water,
without ever rising to the surface for air.
In her dream, the water is warm and soft,
easy to move through, almost airy.
She feels weightless, an astronaut in space.
Flipping and twisting, her stomach tight, her thighs taut,
she feels like a gymnast dismounting from the parallel bars.
Flowing through the water, swirling like an eddy,
in her dream, she grows gills and a tail,
silver, with a shimmer of green and blue.
The slightest flick of her tail jets her though the pool,
which expands into a pond, then a lake and an ocean.
In her dream, this peaceful swimming feels like home.
She decides to stay and never wake.