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Surfing

Awaiting the storm

Forming on distant shores.

Preparing myself for

The oceans tidal swell.

Opening my heart

To the rawest of elements.

I ride the anticipation

Of the coming waves.

Conquering the building

Fear as the water leaps high.

A great solid wall

Unfurling its rippling energy.

Through the tube,

Board skimming, skipping.

Flirting with danger,

Risking everything,

Inside a living

Hollow cocoon of

Thundering power.

Controlled fear beats

Inside my pumping heart,

Driving my adrenaline

Through to spiritual fulfilment.

On exiting the beast,

It rolls onward to its death.

Through its existence

We both lived, sharing

A unique oneness.

Children of nature within

A union of creation, so special,

It takes the breath away.

Savouring my exhilaration,  

I see another wave being born,

And prepare to surf again.

 

©Paul M Chafer 2014

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Written by
paul-chafer
English
Published
Dec 2, 2014
Lines·Words
35·133
Notes

in it's entirety, this poem is deeper than just a day surfing. It is about love and life, various aspects of love and life. If you only see surfing - it is also about the surfing experience, but also, how the surfing experience relates to love and life - return another time for a reread.

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