Surfer Poem by Joseph Acuna

Surfer



He criss-crosses the crashing waves,
Flowing with the big, gentle water. He steers and unites,
With the inseparable mother ocean.
He moves with it,
Flies with it,
Becomes it,
And the line between man and Nature,
Becomes like footprints in the sand,
When the tide comes on in.

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