Crisp, cool breath of the world awakening the urge to glide upon the
earth's tears.
I attach myself to my chariot of adrenaline and barge through to the salty
depths.
Powerful and strong your arms are,
Knocking me to the ground.
Your groundlings scuffling from underneath me.
I rescue my courage to try to conquer you.
Slight movement at your top gently yet quickly forming a swelling mountain
of power and strength.
I finally paddle and force every bit of energy to over power you.
At last, I lasso the mighty whitewash stallion.
Gripping for dear life, I stand.
Knowing I conquered only one of your giants.
I am the surfer and you are my wave.