The Surfer
Like a surfer trying to catch his first wave
I float out on the ocean of love
On the board of my heart and little knowledge of how to surf
First series of waves came in
I never even got to stand and they were gone in an instant.
Next series of waves comes along
I fall yet again repeatedly never giving in
Never forgetting I would find my wave and ride on forever
After contemplating giving up and heading back for shore
The next series of waves arrives in huge swells
Intimidated by the wave in front of me I prepare for the ride
I stand and my legs are rubbery yet I persevere and manage to stand
The wave comes in ready to slam me under and drown me
I manage to roll with the natural motion of the wave becoming one with it
I soon am on the crest of the most beautiful wave I have ever seen
That’s when it happens I fall and am swept under
Nearly drowning I manage to swim to the surface
Now the shore is no where to be seen and the same series of wave is coming in fast
I stand again and gain my balance with more determination and experience now
The wave hits and I find myself in the middle of the wave that almost killed me
I manage to keep balance and pull through riding the wave
Now we are heading out toward the unknown just me, my board, and the waves of love
Forever riding with the one wave I managed to catch
Deeper into the sea of love with all of its calms and swells.
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