Diving head first into depths of the Atlantic Ocean
when younger, nothing to fear, it's only water, as
I come up for air.
Looking into the horizon far away, seeing only a
line where it's supposed to be.
Relaxing, lying on my stomach, arms outstretched
over my head, catching a perfect wave, keeping my
body straight, yet relaxed.
Body surfing all the way onto shore, having an
exhilarating feeling, giving expressions of life
a space to be in for a while.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
fantastic write Rose love the poem