Free with the Sea
The wall of the wave comes powering forward from a small distance
My heart races with beat of my stroke as I paddle into a good position
The powerful wave picks me up and helps as an assistance
Riding the face I become one with the ocean, the feeling is such an addiction
The instant thrill of the drop and gliding through the barrel is something you can’t compare
Claiming your freedom while coasting, time ceases to exist with the peaceful state of the sea
The effortless movements with your board, gaining speed while breathing in the salty air
As carving the swell, the pound of the tide and spray of the waves creates a beautiful harmony
Catching the wave is like a drug, always hoping for it again
You never want it to end