The rush of the wind on my face,

The spray of salt on the sun

The froth is the water swirls around my feet

Finally, my work is done

Every day I tell myself this is it,

I’ll take a break, a vacation, for real

But instead I continue, head down,

Shoulder hard against the wheel

But in my head I’ll take a chance,

Dreaming of life without care,

Where the whisper of the sea

Sings songs into the clear night air

Until I can take that leap,

And make my dreams a reality

I’ll continue to close my eyes,

dreaming of the surf and sea