A sense of knowing

First wave
Sheer power propelling me forward
Layers of change
Momentum of nature
Mindful of the arena
Senses heightened
Warm crisp wind blowing by my ears
Notes of Salt and Sea on my tongue
Rough friction of wax on my toes
Bright blinding light blonding my brows
Sun Rays gently kissing my body
Loving unconditionally
As if a past lover
Delicately exciting my cells
Feeding my soul
Accepting me

I remember a poster when I was
Worked from the sand and the surf
Sun kissed
it read-
God’s Arena
And for a moment
I understood



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