The sun is up, what a wonderful day,
And oh, in just so many ways
I zoomed to the coast,
I skipped the breakfast toast.
I parked and watched the waves crashing on the lonely
shore
I watched and watched ‘til I could stand it no
more.
I slid into my skin and grabbed for my stick,
The board was waxed, ready and slick,
I entered sister nature with a stoke up to here,
Gawd, she was cold, but the sun warmed my rear.
I broke through the foam, caught the very next wave,
From then ‘til noon it was a right and left
rave.
I paused for a moment, to remember surfers past,
How they rode Neptune’s biggest on days like
this.
The pros played with nature’s power, until their
very last
Had they paused between sets, stoked on awe and
bliss?
And watched the waves crashing on the lonely cliffs?
Heard the big resounding booms like bass guitar
riffs?
Sea lions curious approached me slow
Hungry little sharks swarmed invisibly below
Dolphins in the distance, squeaked a friendly hello
I’ll soon seek this some more, You and I both
know.
To watch the waves crashing on the lonely cliffs,
To watch the waves crashing on the lonely shore,
Can’t get enough of it, gotta have more and more and
more.
—Travis
Dean
