Monday, August 30, 2010

Surfer by Joseph Acuna


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.



Poem Source


2 comments:

Young Rizzy said...

Oh sweet jesus.

Mechadude2001 said...

I love the guy in the red white and blue. i can't take my eyes off him.

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