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This was my experience during a visit to Hawaii in 1973
I sat in a tube at the top of the creek,
And looked at the water below,
The day was so sunny, the water so black,
To ride the creek, I must let go.
In the town of Kapaa, Kauai's back door,
Just over the bridge to the right,
Is a creek with a waterfall and a small pond,
A pond that would give me a fright.
I watched all the kids as they slid down the creek,
And into the pond far below,
But the water was black and the pond was so deep,
It's not a place I'd want to go.
But not to feel stupid, I entered the creek,
And wondered just why I was there,
With great trepidation, I finally let go,
Over waterfall, into the air.
I hit the black water, as dark as a pit,
And instantly sank out of sight,
In water like ink and as dark as a mine,
In water that gave me a fright.
I sank to the bottom and reached for the top,
And looked for a light up above,
But sunlight could never reach this far below,
For darkness fit here like a glove.
I struggled and fought for some light and some air,
It seemed like eternity now,
But the more that I struggled and more that I fought,
The sunlight escaped me somehow.
I finally stopped fighting, and when I gave in,
I floated right up to the top,
And sunlight surrounded me there where I lay,
I hoped that it never would stop.
So now I just watch all the kids as they slide,
Over waterfall, into the pond,
And when I am asked if I'd do it again,
"HELL, NO!" is the way I respond.
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