Sunday, September 7, 2008

to surf the swell...

Surfing is a thing that one can not understand,
Unless he gets up on his board and feels the wave beneath his hand.
I've only done it once,
I must say it was fun!
You must listen to the wave,
You and it must become one.

For if you don't, I can tell you,
You'll tumble through the sandy waves,
And post surf, you will notice...
The aches and pains for days.

But if you only listen!
Quiet out your frenzied mind.
The wave will guide you all the way
Until you can no longer find...

This wave... this chariot,
For whom you put your trust in,
Has returned itself to the ocean.
But someday soon, you will realize then begin,
to ride it with devotion.

Most untamed things are misunderstood;
Just need the right ear to hear their voice.
They speak so softly, it takes time and practice,
Take on the challenge? It's your choice...

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

I would call THAT a swell poem! i really liked the bit about the "sandy waves." I feel that image!

Anonymous said...

this adventure is sooo awesome! love you,

auntie jeanne