golden summer sunbeams glinting through the clouds. sky turns pink. sand between my toes. tide crashes in. LA lights down the beach. planes taking off. the breakwater breaks. waves launch upward and man i gotta learn how to surf.
water runs up around my feet. and i dream about the lands across that ocean, wondering what they thought when they didn't know what lay across the horizon, those other lands on the other side of the world. they didn't know. but i do. and i wanna go there.
and the ocean's breathing real salty tonight. you can feel it on your face, in your hair. on your skin. smell it laced in the air. that sea smell.
and look up at the stars. think 'bout distant lands brings distant yous to mind. we breathed the salty together.
where are you now?
you know how the waves crash, and the surf roars and the birds beating their wings overhead and the wind in your ears drowns out all thought and all imagining... you know? but then that moment of beautiful silence. the peace. waves stop for only a moment. wind dies. and in that moment, the ocean is still, and everything goes white. clear. just a glimpse of the light.
then crash.
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