surfing and adventure

The day started off with a silent,  yet steady tide  A familiar tide. Slowly flowing in my head.  A sunlit moment, a burst of love and happiness.  Then, out of the blue.  A huge tidal wave over took me,  driving my head down into the sand.  Exhaling my breath,  making sure that I was able to at least tread away from the turf. After the anguish subsided,  and I was able to breath again, freely.  I am not exactly proud of how far into the dark sands I sank. Yet down I went.  After the initial barrage subsided,  I was floating again.  Gasping for breath. Floating on my back.. Thanks to my little bear,  even though the tribulations had only just begun.  I licked my wounds.  Dusted myself off and took one step at a time.  We were completely free,  and happy together.  In a fashion that I truly never expected,  nor experienced. When the clouds cleared,  the sky slowly darkened.  I looked deeply into those doe eyes.  All I could feel was happiness unending.  Completeness, And thankfulness.

 All in all , the adventures ensued until deeply into the night.  This was a great day, and I felt alive once again .