Free verse № 146381
The Surfer's Prayer
Floating on a sea of troubles,
I'm calm.
I see the sun set slowly in the sky
While the waves gently toss me.
Too deep to feel the bottom.
Too cold to feel my feet.
What lies beneath,
I cannot tell.
What flies above,
I know too well.
Who knows what dangers I will meet
While drifting on the swell.
I thank the Lord for thickened skin.
I thank Him for a second wind.
I thank Him for the strength to match
And every wave I catch.
6 comments
I thought the very same thing when I wrote it, but it worked well enough, so I left it as is.
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