The Magic of the Surf
I look out at a sea of black.Surfers in their wetsuits waiting patiently for the perfect opportunity,
anticipating the next big wave.
What is it they yearn for?
The rush from racing the water?
The high from conquering the wave?
Or is it a more innocent yearning that calls to them?
The ocean's invitation to come play, perhaps?
Maybe wanting to be one with such a powerful force?
The image that comes to mind is that of seals and dolphins with their delicate dance.
There is something about the water that revives all that go near it.
It could be the desire to recall the playful essence we had as children.
Dare I say it?
Could it quite possibly be that we have found our fountain of youth?
For denying its magic would be very foolish indeed.
San Elijo State Beach, CA - October 21, 2006 - NV
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