by Emily Rider
(Student at Kula High)
Putting a wave in a frame doesn't do it justice.
It has no ceiling, no floor, no walls, just a back door.
It allows me freedom,
Immersion in unfiltered experience.
Its blue eyes are unforgiving,
Never shy in punishment.
Yet it leaves me wanting more,
A path to a spiritual ecstasy that could never fade.
When I sit, stand, and paddle,
There are shadows that follow me,
Signs of reassurance yet, a deep vulnerability arises.
Finally able to let go, it starts,
Allowing me to slide into that parallel universe,
Where time changes.
It flies, runs in circles, flows backward, and skips around.
The subdued voices disappear,
And the winds take direction.
Finally, there's nothing left to be concealed.
In water all my thoughts are pure.
It takes me away from dull existence,
And brings excitement, danger, escape.
It is the peak of my life, the segment of rainbow I have clutched.
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